Lyrics Drake – Furthest Thing

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, never 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 their face now

What they got to say now?
Nothing they can say now
Nothing 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 nothing was the same

I still been drinking on the low
Mobbin’ on the low
Fuckin’ on the low
Smokin’ on the low
I still been plotting on the low
Scheming on the low
The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know

I just been drinkin’ on the low
Mobbin’ on the low
Fuckin’ on the low
Smokin’ on the low
I just been plottin’ on the low
Schemin’ on the low
The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know

And I hate that you don’t think I belong to you
Just too busy running shit to run home to you
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

Now you hate me
Stop pretending, stop that fronting
I can’t take it
Girl, don’t treat me like a stranger
Girl, you know I seen you naked

Girl, you know that I remember
Don’t be a pretender
Getting high at the condo
That’s when it all comes together

You know I stay reminiscing
And make-up sex is tradition
But you’ve been missing, girl
And you might feel like nothing was the same

I still been drinking on the low
Mobbin’ on the low
Fuckin’ on the low
Smokin’ on the low
I still been plotting on the low
Scheming on the low
The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know

I just been drinkin’ on the low
Mobbin’ on the low
Fuckin’ on the low
Smokin’ on the low
I just been plottin’ on the low
Schemin’ on the low
The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know

Drinking, smoking, fucking, plotting
Scheming, plotting, scheming, getting money
Drinking, fucking, smoking, plotting, scheming
Plotting, scheming, getting money

This the life for me
My mama 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 rapping different
This the shit I wanna go out to
Play this shit at my funeral if they catch me slipping

Naked women swimming: that’s just how I’m living
Donate a million to some children: that’s just how I’m feeling
A nigga filling up arenas. Who the fuck can 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