Circadian Rhythm - Drake
Lyrics by:A. Graham
Composed by:A. Graham
Yeah yeah
Grr
I hit the w**d too hard
You sent a eight-minute voice note straight from the heart
I reply like "Yeah whatever when can you come get your stuff"
I need this **** out the crib I think it's bringin' bad luck
Plug you in now you lit I pulled the plug now you stuck
Dignity over a nut wick-man all in the cut
How many doors did they shut
How many feathers they pluck
Rap game like my sleepin' pattern 'cause how the **** I'm still up
Yeah don't speak my language
Don't speak my language
Don't speak my language yeah
How the **** I'm still up
Writin' they names on a list baby
Seven eight candles are lit baby
Shout to Machine he a Wick baby
Problems are there to get fixed baby
Send me somethin' from your trip baby
Go invisible ink on them pics baby
Wanna turn you to a housewife and you never had to clean a dish baby
Yeah bae just roll one up yeah
How many quotes I wrote
How much gold I struck
Ayy
How many funeral dates they plan for me and I dodged it like the truck
Yeah