White Bone Lyrics by Drake
Call me back, where you been?
Say you’re comin’ back from the dead
Damn, we must be some twins
‘Cause that’s what they said about him
You’re stayin’ out and sleepin’ in
We said it’s ride or die, well fuck it, we both dead then
Ayy
Last time I cried, the tears just wasn’t
Flowin’ like the sea in the ocean
I wanna be a big star in Hollywood, so
I guess I should show no emotion
I guess I should live in the moment
I guess I should roll with the punches
First day gifts, can’t show up with nothin’
Yeah
Here’s what I know, here’s what I do know
I’m the only don you know other than Julio
Who understands you like me? Nobody truly knows
You say that there’s nothin’ for you here and that you should go
Dubai doesn’t need another pilates studio
How can you just up and leave, and I’m not included, though?
Fisher Island does sound a lot better than Sulphur Springs, bro, but
But just listen to me
I love you so much, I cannot lose you, so
I heard about soulmates, I’ve never gotten this close
I’m so close, so close
Yeah
So close to makin’ it real
Two-income household, choosin’ your bridesmaids
White dress with wine stains, farm house with my taste
Still in design phase, ridin’ a Clydesdale
Girls’ trip to Scottsdale (Who the fuck chose Scottsdale?)
This could be fine-tuned, that should be limestone
Goin’ to see Morgan, cowboy boots, rhinestones
Giddy up, cowgirl, Las Vegas timezone
What is this, a zoo trip? Spearmint Rhinos
I feel accomplished, is six months a milestone?
Are you tired of me yet? Tired like Firestone
Sex could be crazy, and I get my mind blown
Some nights we’re both tired, tired and our minds gone
You worked me too hard, G, worked me to the white bone
Drivin’ there is easy, I feel it on the ride home
Can I walk a straight line? Am I on a tightrope?
Anchor you in my love, do I need a lifeboat?
Do we need a lighthouse?
Know you got a nice house, livin’ by the white folk
April is through bitter cold, cover me in white snow
Insurance on the dick if you want, cover me with Geico
Said I called you what now? Must’ve been a typo
Someone take my phone, someone take my phone
Someone please take my phone away from me
Someone please take my phone away from me
‘Fore I go out
Someone please take my phone away from me
‘Fore I go out to a place that I shouldn’t be
Yeah
I’m Mr. Told You So
I’m not a people-pleaser, bro, I’m the CEO
What I charge for a show, they charge for Van Gogh
And some people fucked me over, I can’t let it go
Problems, they follow me wherever I go
Someone please take my phone away from me
‘Fore I go out
Someone please take my phone away from me