Amsterdam lyrics

by

Drake


[Intro: Teedra Moses]
We get ghost, you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach sh*t
Cameras in the ceiling, Céline on my arm

[Verse 1]
Bright lights and dark corners as night embark on us
Refugees runnin' wild, Wyclef with a SIG Sauer
Nothin' to lose, I was starvin' from the start
Now the same cat drivin' Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers who slither with me
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto, smoke a fat fifty
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standin' in the field of dreams, tryna see a hundred mil
These boys goin' blind they just happy bein' free
In a world of so many I just wanted me a ki'
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before my n*ggas all deceased
These boys snort lines, I'm fine just sippin' wine
Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind

[Hook]
I'm Berry Gordy to the streets
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Royal blood, hundred acres each to live on
Real n*gga to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm livin' through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burnin' Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
[Verse 2]
Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick
Always runnin' late, quick to show up with your b*tch
The Hublot's cool but my Terminator's foolish
All stainless steel, quick to match it with my tool and
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you, as long as you're gettin' rich
Crack game, champagne, kilos on the stock exchange
Rolls Royce, new Ghost, that's a n*gga pocket change
These n*ggas actin' like they want a war!
When it come to whackin' n*ggas I done won awards
n*gga, you a b*tch, where yo' Honda Accord?
I'm ridin' in some sh*t only I can afford
Shouldn't claim the hood til you build a rapport
Amsterdam state of mind: I just gave you a tour
I'm laughin' at the people who label me poor
Now I p*ss on Europeans, you'd think it was porn

[Hook]
I'm Berry Gordy to the streets
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Royal blood, hundred acres each to live on
Real n*gga to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm livin' through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burnin' Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
[Outro]
I'm speakin' on unwritten laws, the code of the streets
I'm not the type of n*gga that you bump into at a 7-Eleven and just pull your pistol on him
And do what the f*ck you want to do
n*ggas like me, you gotta get permission homie
And that could take a long time!
In that time, I'mma handle my motherf*ckin' business..
Ugh! Ugh!
It's the red light district, n*gga this Amsterdam
Wherever the f*ck I'm at
It's a no go
We green light you b*tch n*ggas
Rozay
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