I've been hated by many, wanted by plenty, disliked by some, but confronted by none.
The worse feeling is when someone makes you feel special, then suddenly leaves you hanging, and you have to act like you don't care at all.
My only wish is I die real cause that truth hurts and those lies kill.
Drake just stands for Do Right And Kill Everything
I can't even find the perfect brush so I can paint what's going through my mind. Racing 'gainst myself but I'm a couple steps behind.
I've never been reckless - it's always calculated. I'm mischievous, but I'm calculated.