Overdose Drake (Ft. Mickey Factz & Travie McCoy)

[Intro: Drake]
(And Imma leave on one more note
One more motherfucking note
It's like this... Look at him
I ain't been here in a minute)
Cut the lights off I feel fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...

[First Verse: Drake]
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresight's wrong
Where this rapper going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O.D., O.D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C
Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen
So get a grip get a glass pour the XO in
I did want one these niggas to say that I'm not the same
Pick a road cause where you driving is not a lane
And rest in peace to Pimp C life is not a game
Taking over the world no Pinky just a lot of Brain
He bout to send them the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You probably could have predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of judgment's a officially gone
Up into the air all the smoke from the swisher is blown
Ahh... I'm grown, I'm grown, I'm living in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so high, I'm never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming 'round
I got penthouse bars I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my balcony is glass
And wifey's over (Bitches)
But money's over (Her)
Cause money's under (Nothing)
My life is such a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go that's just what I prefer
And do not disagree with me it's best you just concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that can't help but survive
Even when I fucking die they're going to bury me alive...