Over My Dead Body (Explicit) - Drake

Lyrics by：A. Graham

Composed by：A. Graham

How I'm feeling it doesn't matter

Cause you know I'm okay

Instead I ask myself why do you worry

When you know you know I'm the same

I know I know you don't love me baby

They're trying to take you away from me

Only over my dead body

I think I killed everybody in the game last year

Man **** it I was on though

And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at the strip club

Mmm-mmm **** it I was wrong though

Shout out to all my n****s living tax-free

Nowadays it's six figures when they tax me

Oh well guess you lose some and win some

Long as the outcome is income

You know I want it all and then some

Shout out to Asian girls let the lights dim some

Shots came I don't know where they were sent from

Probably some bad h*es I'm 'bout to take the hint from

Yeah you know me well n***a

Yeah I mean you ain't the only real n***a

They got me on these white women like Seal n***a

Slave to the p***y but I'm just playing the field n***a

Yeah are these people really discussing my career again

Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again

Don't I got the **** the world wanna hear again

Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in

Man all of your flows bore me paint drying

And I don't ever be trippin off of what ain't mine

And I be hearing the **** you say through the grapevine

But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time yeah

It's been that way from the beginning

I just been playing I ain't even notice I was winning

And this is the only sound you should fear

Man these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright

Oh I know you don't love me baby

They're trying to take you away from me

Only over my dead body

You say I'm old news well who the new star

Cause if I'm going anywhere it's probably too far

Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the states

Used half of the money to beat my brother's case

Red wine over fed time

But shout out to the n****s that's doing dead time

And shout out to the ******* there when it's bedtime

And **** you to the n****s that think it's their time

Yeah don't make me take your life apart boy

You and whoever the **** gave you your start boy

Oh you wanna be a ************* funny guy

Don't make me break your Kevin Hart boy

Yeah it's whatever you know feeling good living better

I think maybe I was numb to it last year

But you know I feel it now more than ever

My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay

Second album I'm back paving the way

The backpackers are back on the bandwagon

Like this was my comeback season back back in the day

And I met your baby moms last night

We took a picture together I hope she frames it

And I was drinking at the Palms last night

And ended up losing everything that I came with yeah

Feel like I've been here before huh

I still got 10 years to go huh

And this is the only sound you should fear

Man these kids wear crowns over here

And everything is alright

Oh I know you don't love me baby

They're trying to take you away from me

Only over my dead body

Three in the morning still going down