10 Bands lyrics

[Hook]

10 Bands, 50 bands 100 bands, fuck it man

Let's just not even discuss it man

OMG, niggas sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let em sleep

I ain't trippin' let em rest in peace

[Verse 1]

I can tell ya how it happened

I can tell ya bout them safe house nights out in Calabasas

I can tell you not a rapper

Tryna sell these story I don't even open up the package

Who you with? What you claim?

I was paying momma's rent when was I turning 17

Sold it dirty like Diana never clean

My ex ask me "Where you moving" I said "On to better things"

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I been in the crib with the phones off

I been at the house taking no calls

I done hit the stride got my shit going

In the six cooking with the wrist motion

Drapes closed I don't know what time it is

I'm still awake I gotta shine this year

I could never ever let the streets down

Haven't left the condo for a week now

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I been on a mission haven't left the condo

This that OvO that SZN this that new Toronto

I get boxes of free Jordan like I play for North Carolina

How much I make off the deal, how the fuck should I know?

All my watches always timeless you can keep the diamonds

Treating diamonds of Atlanta like it's King of Diamonds

Take a flick I look like Meechy look like Bleu DaVinci

I treat V Live like it's 07 in Magic City

Man I told my city I'd be gone till November, then November came

Then I came, right back on my worst behav'

6 God put both hands together that's amazing grace

6 God selfish with the love, I need all the praise

(Woo)

They got me feeling like the one again

(Woo)

They got me feeling like the one again

Yeah shout goes out to Nike checks all over me

I need a FuelBand just to see how long the run has been

[Hook]

[Outro]

I been in the crib with the phones off

I been at the house taking no calls

I done hit the stride got my shit going

In the six cooking with the wri-wri-wri-wri

• Artist:Drake
• Album:If You're Reading This It's Too Late (2015)