drake - pop style // jack daily remix (slowed + bass boosted)

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Yeah, yeah

Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich
This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle

Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it
Got so many chains they call me Chaining Tatum (they do)
And I like to finish what you think you started
Man you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started

You don't know what you just started
All I do is hang with the young and heartless
All this for my family, man, I try my hardest
It's all I ever did and look will I, will I
Pablo

Why are all the windows tinted on your Tahoe?
Why do you know every single bitch that I know?
Why can't you just shut your mouth and take the high road?
Fuck if I know, that's that Chicago

South, south, side, that's the motto
Cop a crib and spend ten million on...
Take the devils out my life and preach the gospel ('cause I know)
We went way, way past the line of scrimmage, aye

Throne is back up in it, aye
In the field like Emmitt, aye, y'all get so offended, aye
I'll be blacking out, I ain't backing out
Jay about his business, and I'ma let you finish but I...