Champagne Poetry

Album: Certified Lover Boy (2021)
Charted: 5 4
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  • I love you, I love you, I love you
    Until I, until I
    I love you, I love you, I love you
    Until I find a way, the only words I know that you

    I been hot since the birth of my son
    I remain unfazed, trust, worse has been done
    Man, f- evaluation, show me personal funds
    It's the pretty boys versus the petty boys
    Sold that already, got a whole new set of toys
    This so surreal, Drizzy Drake, you better enjoy
    Nothing else bigger than the OVO letterman boys
    Cashmere knits for the nighttime boat rides
    Oli got the first edition parked up roadside
    The only sign of strugglin' is coming from those guys
    I'm tryna just relate what I can see through my own eyes
    And nothin' tell the truth like the eyes will
    Lived so much for others don't remember how I feel
    Friends in high places and friends that I hide still
    Still managed to moonwalk straight through a minefield
    And then I'll come back to tell you how that feels (the only words I know that you)
    Built this house for us all, pain in my back still
    You n- gassed up, you couldn't pay the (until I, until I)

    I love you, I love you, I love you
    Until I, until I
    I love you, I love you, I love you
    Until I find a way, the only words I know that you

    Champagne poetry, these are the effortless flows
    Supposedly something else is controlling me
    Under our pictures lives some of the greatest quotes from me
    Under me I see all the people that claim they over me
    And above me I see nobody
    I'd have to be dead for them to say that you took it from me
    The twenty percent of you that we own is my Tootsie's money
    N-, I'm wilding with your bread, you owe it to me
    CJ grab racks out the bag and throw it to me
    They don't want a problem with the boy, but it's goin' to be
    Trust in my brothers is as strong as I know it should be
    Future sign the contracts, he don't even show it to me
    I don't have to second-guess nothing with no one I love
    'Bout to build a second guest house 'cause we growing too much
    Think I gotta scale the love back 'cause

    I need you, I need you, I need you
    I need to make you see
    What you mean to me
    Until I do, I'm hoping you will know what I mean

    Yeah, oh
    Heavy day, for real
    Yeah
    Yeah

    The city's on fire and people are in denial
    Charges being laid, but we'll see what they do at trial
    I'm calling this s- from now
    Sweetheart deals that the judges been handing down
    I haven't been able to see family for a while
    That s- is wearin' me out
    I used to hide my pain in Delilah behind the bar 'til my n- carried me out
    And if money's all I need in my grave, then bury me now
    I know I tend to talk about how I got a fortune on me
    But with that comes the politics the city been forcing on me
    Man, I can't even RIP and show my remorse to the homie
    Know I carry the guilt of the city's misfortunes on me
    I even got the cleanin' staff plotting extortion on me
    My parents divorce is on me
    My therapist's voice is making the choices for me
    And I always censor myself 'cause no matter what, they reporting on me
    The pressure is weighin' on me
    Career is going great, but now the rest of me is fading slowly
    My soulmate is somewhere out in the world just waiting on me
    My chef got the recipe for disaster baking slowly
    My heart feel vacant and lonely, but still
    I'm makin' the most of this s- and more
    Every single move is like rolling dice on the board
    Seen too many brothers get twenty-five from the boys
    I'd rather see all of 'em get twenty-five from the Lord
    And if the last negotiation made you pay me twenty-five
    Well this is the perfect time to give me twenty-five more
    I'm bigger now than before
    Co-parent of the year, we figured out a rapport
    No fair what Drizzy made on the second leg of the tour
    How can anybody tell you the truth when they misinformed?
    How the n- turnin' up with you turned you in for rewards?
    How the f- do we manage to win everything but awards?
    Windows of opportunity let me go through the doors
    This the part where I don't ever say "Pardon me" anymore
    This the part where I'ma find a new part of me to explore
    This the part where all my partners know what we in it for
    This the part where we gon' throw us a party after the war
    And if the last negotiation had you feeling out of pocket
    Well this is perfect time that I empty them s- for sure
    You owe that s- to the boy, yeah

    I love you, I love you, I love you
    (What you mean to me)
    I need to make you, ooh Writer/s: Aubrey Drake Graham, Gabriel Jr. Hardeman, Jean Andre Lawrence, John Lennon, Maneesh Bidaye, Micah Davis, Noah James Shebib, Oliver Tarek El-Khatib, Paul McCartney
    Publisher: Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Universal Music Publishing Group
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