Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 Lyrics - Nothing Was The Same - Drake

Good God Almighty, like back in the old days 

You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play 

How to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock 

But um, we just went in the studio and we did it 

We had champagne in the studio, of course, you know 

Compliments of the company, and we just laid back and did it 

So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much 

As we enjoyed playing it for you, because we had a ball 

Only real music is gonna last 

All the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow" 

Cash rules everything around me 

C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all 

After hours of Il Mulino 

Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' about women and vino 

The contract like '91 Dan Marino 

I swear this got Michael Rapino boostin' my ego 

Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now 

Debates growing 'bout who they think is the best now 

Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now 

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I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now 

I hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you meant it 

Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it 

I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks 

No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at all 

My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountants 

Or work with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me 

My high school reunion might be worth an appearance 

Make everybody have to go through security clearance 

Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn 

With the ink, I could murder word to my nigga Irv 

Yeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dog 

You know it's real when you are who you think you are 

Cash rules everything around me 

C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all 

Cash rules everything around me 

C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all 

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Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had braces 

The all black Maybach but I'm not a racist 

Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is 

Yellow diamonds in my Jesús 

I just might learn to speak Mandarin 

Japanese for the yen that I'm handlin' 

International Hov, that's my handle 

My saint's Sean Don, light a candle 

El Gran Santo on the mantle 

'Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too 

Shoutout to Worldwide Wes 

Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess 

Yes, still Roc La Familia 

Says a lot about you if you not feelin' us 

The homie said "Hov, there ain't many of us" 

I told him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us 

Cash rules everything around me 

C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all 

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, cake 

500 million, I got a pound cake 

Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down cake 

Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes 

They shoulda never let you 'round cake 

Look at my neck, I got a carrot cake 

Now here's the icing on the cake 

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake 

Uh I'm just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitch 

I've done made more millionaires than the lotto did 

Dame made millions, Bigg made millions 

Ye made millions, Just made millions 

Lyor made millions, Cam made millions 

Beans tell you if he wasn't in his feelings 

I'm back in my bag 

My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag 

A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash 

Gucci air bag just in case we crash 

Uh, last night was mad trill 

I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel 

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all want me on 

I'm the big homie, they still be tryna lil' bro me dog 

Like I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas 

When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my generation 

Like I should be dressin' different 

Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic 

Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive 

Like I should be on my best behavior 

And not talk my shit and do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us 

Like I didn't study the game to the letter 

And understand that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better 

Like I didn't make that clearer this year 

Like I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that 

They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself 

These are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself 

But I thought "Fuck it" 

It's worth it to share 'em with someone else more than Paris for once 

I text her from time to time, she a mom now 

I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down 

I told her she could live with me if she need to 

I got a compound but I think she's straight 

Cause she supported since Hot Beats right before Wayne came 

And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory 

He walked right past in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist 

He probably wouldn't remember that story 

But that shit stick with me 

Always couldn't believe when he called me 

You never know, it could happen to you 

And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti 

And did that shit cause it's something to do, yeah 

I guess its just who I became dog 

Nothing was the same dog