With the Crew lyrics

by

Drake


No offense david

[Chorus] x2
Me and the crew chilling, give a f*ck 'bout how you feeling
Gotta lotta bands, the side business killing
We ain’t on that fake sh*t, yea, you on that snake sh*t
Yea, I'm f*cking hungry, pass me all the f*cking cake, b*tch

[Verse 1]
Ain't even in high school, that don’t make me no fool
Wonder where I got my money, had to play it out cool
Wrote my first song, now I'm sitting in a studio
This sh*t bouta blow and I stay on the flow, yea
People on my di*k now, acting like some hoe now
If you f*cking with me, you f*cking with the gang, yea
If you try testing, we'll just keep flexing
We goin' to the top and we ain't even stressing

[Verse 2]
Now I'm on the last verse, I ain't pressing reverse
I'mma keep going, can’t stop me growing
You feeling all this hate and it’s really showing
I see you make no money, how is that going?
I saw your girl yesterday, best believe she hoeing
All this money coming in, yea, it's flowing

[Chorus]
Me and the crew chilling, give a f*ck ’bout how you feeling
Gotta lotta bands, the side business killing
We ain't on that fake sh*t, yea, you on that snake sh*t
Yea, I'm f*cking hungry, pass me all the f*cking cake, b*tch

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