Drake’s New Album “Nothing Was The Same”, 9/24

Drake’s New Album “Nothing Was The Same”, 9/24

This goes out to all my Drake fans, I know you’re excited for his new album, Nothing Was The Same, which is set to release this September 24!  I would also like to shout out to all the Drake haters, you know you’re excited too.  This album will be the king of Toronto’s third studio album.  Recently, Cash Money Records released a trailer for Drake’s upcoming album, which you can view below.

Tracklist for Nothing Was The Same:
1. Tuscan Leather
2. Furthest Thing
3. Started From the Bottom
4. Wu-Tang Forever
5. Own It
6. Worst Behavior
7. From Time
8. Hold On, We’re Going Home f. Majid Jordan
9. Connect
10. The Language
11. 305 To My City f. Detail
12. Too Much
13. Pound Cake f. Jay Z / Paris Morton Music 2

The deluxe version features two additional songs, “Come Thru” and “All Me” featuring 2 Chainz and Big Sean.

The album cover is less then original but all the big names have a baby picture of them selves.
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Here are three singles already released for a taste of what’s to come!

Lyrics – Hold On We’re Going Home

I got my eyes on you, you’re everything that I see
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
I can’t get over you, you left your mark on me
I want your high love and emotion endlessly
Cause you’re a good girl and you know it
You act so different around me
Cause you’re a good girl and you know it
I know exactly who you could be

[Hook]
Just hold on we’re going home
Just hold on we’re going home
It’s hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we’re going home

[Bridge + Hook]

[Interlude: Majid Jordan]
You’re the girl, you’re the one
Gave you everything I loved
I think there’s something, baby
I think there’s something, baby

[Hook]

Lyrics – All Me Featuring Big Sean & 2 Chainz

[Hook: Drake]
Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don’t even know how much I really made, I forgot, it’s a lot
Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don’t watch that cause I
Came up, that’s all me, stay true, that’s all me
No help, that’s all me, all me for real
Came up, that’s all me, stay true, that’s all me
No help, that’s all me, all me for real

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J’s on, pinky ring
Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine
In the same league, but we don’t ball the same
(Ah) She want all the fame, I hear that shit all the time
She said she love me, I said, “Baby girl, fall in line”
Okay, made a million, off a dinner fork, watch me switch it up
Walked in, “Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!”
You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo
Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note
From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off
And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off
This that sauce, this that dressing, Givenchy, nigga God bless you
If having a bad bitch was a crime, I’d be arrested (Truu)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Drake]
I touched down in ’86
Knew I was a man by the age of 6
I even fucked the girl that used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
Damon Wayans, homie don’t play that shit
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits
God damn, ain’t no wishing over on this side
Y’all don’t fuck with us, then we don’t fuck with y’all
It’s no different over on this side
God damn, should I listen to everybody or myself?
Cause myself just told myself
“You’re the motherfucking man, you don’t need no help”
Cashing checks and I’m bigging up my chest,
Y’all keep talking ‘bout who next
But I’m about as big as it gets
I swear y’all just wasting y’all breath
I’m the light skinned Keith Sweat
I’mma make it last forever
It’s not your turn ‘cause I ain’t done yet
Look, just understand that I’m on a roll like Cottonelle
I was made for all of this shit
And I’m on the road box office sales
I’m getting paid for all of this shit
Ask you to please excuse my table manners
I was making room for the table dancers
‘Cause if we judging off your advances
I just got paid like eight advances
God damn!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
Ho, shut the fuck up!
I got way too much on my mental, I learn from what I’ve been through
I’m finna do what I didn’t do and still waking up like the rent’s due
Not complicated, it’s simple, I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full
And to them hoes I’m everything — everything but gentle
But I still take my time, man, I guess I’m just old fashioned
Wearing retro shit, that’s old fashion
Nigga, see what I’m saying, no closed caption
I paint pics, see the shit, good sex, need to hit
Keep a broad on the floor year ’round like season tickets
I plead the fifth, drink a fifth
Load the nine, leave you split, in the half, smoke a half, need a zip
My new girl is on Glee and shit, probably making more money than me and shit
I swear to God I got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t one
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain’t one
Like I got trust issues, I’m sorry for the people I’ve pushed out
I’m the type to have a bullet-proof condom and still gotta pull out
But that’s just me, and I ain’t perfect, I ain’t a saint but I am worth it
If it’s one thing, I am worth it, niggas still hating but it ain’t working
Lil’ bitch…

[Verse 4: Drake]
Oh me, oh me, oh my
I think I done fucked too many women from the 305
Before the end of this year, I’ll do King of Diamonds three more times
Smoking on that kush all in our section like it’s legalized
Girl, you can’t always have your way, sometimes it be like that
They dont really fuck with you like that, they ain’t never did me like that
I just took my time, you got the shine, I let you eat like that
I’ve been taught to never loan somebody what you need right back
And I need that shit right back? (no more free Randy)
I’m blessed than a motherfucka
Niggas been stressed than a motherfucka
Niggas getting nervous, clutching they chests like a motherfucka
Damn that’s a motherfucker
Tell the truth, I don’t listen to you
‘Cause I don’t like being lied to
And that ship won’t sail
And that wind won’t guide you
Daddy was in jail we was talking through the window like a motherfucking drive-thru
That was back then man, now my niggas rich enough to do whatever I do

Lyrics – Started From The Bottom

[Hook]
Started from the bottom now we’re here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we’re here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we’re here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we’re here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fucking here

[Verse 1]
I done kept it real from the jump
Living at my mama’s house we’d argue every month
Nigga, I was trying to get it on my own
Working all night, traffic on the way home
And my uncle calling me like “Where ya at?
I gave you the keys told ya bring it right back”
Nigga, I just think its funny how it goes
Now I’m on the road, half a million for a show and we…

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Boys tell stories ’bout the man
Say I never struggled, wasn’t hungry, yeah, I doubt it, nigga
I could turn your boy into the man
There ain’t really much out here that’s popping off without us, nigga
We just want the credit where it’s due
I’ma worry ’bout me, give a fuck about you
Nigga, just as a reminder to myself
I wear every single chain, even when I’m in the house cause we…

[Hook]

[Bridge]
No new niggas, nigga we don’t feel that
Fuck a fake friend, where your real friends at?
We don’t like to do too much explaining
Story stays the same, I never changed it
No new niggas, nigga we don’t feel that
Fuck a fake friend, where you real friends at?
We don’t like to do too much explaining
Story stay the same through the money and the fame cause we…

[Hook]

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