Drake – Furthest Things Lyrics

Drake – Furthest Things Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Somewhere between psychotic and iconic
Somewhere between I want it and I got it
Somewhere between I’m sober and I’m lifted
Somewhere between a mistress and commitment
But I stay down, girl I always stay down
Get down, have her lay down
Promise to break everybody off before I break down
Everyone just wait now
So much on my plate now
People I believed in they don’t even show they face now
What they got to say now?
Nothin’ they can say now
Nothin’ really changed but still they look at me a way now
What more can I say now?
What more can I say now?
You might feel like nothin’ was the same

[Hook x2]
I still been drinkin’ on the low
Mobbin’ on the low
Fuckin’ on the low
Smokin’ on the low
I still been plottin’ on the low
Schemin’ on the low
The furthest thing from perfect
Like everyone I know

[Verse 2]
And I hate that you don’t think I belong to ya
Just too busy runnin’ shit to run home to ya
You know that paper my passion
Bittersweet celebrations, I know I can’t change what happened
I can’t help it
I can’t help it
I was young and I was selfish
I made every woman feel like she was mine and no one else’s
And now you hate me
Stop pretendin’, stop that frontin’
I can’t take it
Girl don’t treat me like a stranger
Girl you know I seen ya naked
Girl you know that I remember, don’t be a pretender
Gettin’ high at the condo, that’s when it all comes together
You know I stay reminiscing
And makeup sex is tradition
But you been missin’ girl
And you might feel like nothin’ was the same

[Hook x2]

Drinkin’, smokin’, fuckin’, plottin’, schemin’,
Plottin’, schemin’, gettin’ money
Drinkin’, fuckin’, smokin’, plottin’, schemin’,
Plottin’, schemin’, gettin’ money

[Verse 3]
This the life for me
My momma told me this was right for me
I got ‘em worried, like make sure you save a slice for me
I should have Spoons, serve you up with a fork and knife for me
Your actions make us doubt you
Your lack of effort got me rappin’ different
This the shit I wanna go out to
Play this shit at my funeral if they catch me slippin’
Naked women swimmin’ that’s just how I’m livin’
Donate a million to some children, that’s just how I’m feelin’
A nigga fillin’ up arenas, who the fuck could see us?
I had to Derrick Rose the knee up before I got the re-up
Yours truly the boy
I just build and build more
Y’all niggas build to destroy
Y’all niggas party too much, man I just chill and record
No filler, you feel it now if you ain’t feel it before
Yes Lord, this the shit I wanna go out to
This the shit I wanna go out to