Behind Barz - Drake

You know how the paigon chit-chat goes

I like R’s and V’s and O’s

I don’t really play no tic-tac-toe

Been with Chubbs through highs and lows

We seen man last night, they froze

Wasn’t no cameras, wasn’t no pose

Just like that one time at 'Chella

Good thing man weren’t pullin' out phones

Stay in big six-six with woes

Man start dissin' and doin' reposts

They do anything except road

Still can’t see them after it snows

I don’t have time for the wasteman jokes

Personal ting if I’m gettin' up close

Loyal to O 'cause I’ve taken a oath

Versace hotel and I’m takin' the robes

Seen 'em in person, I’m seein' a ghost

They told me relax 'cause they’re takin' control

Take all that shit up with P and his bro

I wish you the best, let me know how it goes

Wanna be free and I wanna let go

We came around and you showed us the most

I know so much shit that I cannot expose

I keep it inside and I laugh on my own

Got all the tea and I’m hottin' it up

I need a shade mansion, a room’s not enough

You’re droppin' some shit but that shit was a bust

They got no direction, they’re followin' us

I come from a city that they never touch

Your man is a goofy and he could get rushed

I can’t name a rapper or girl that I trust

I dream about turnin' these yutes into dust

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Yeah

You know how the paigon chit-chat goes

I like R’s and V’s and O’s

I don’t really play no tic-tac-toe

Been with Roxx through highs and lows

We seen man last night, they froze

Wasn’t no cameras, wasn’t no pose

Just like that one time at Nobu

Good thing man weren’t pullin' out phones

Think you know me?

That’s not true

We got ties in West End too

She came over and she got slewed

Throwin' up six like man had flu

I got way too big off Views

Back to the basics, I won’t lose

They wanna link when they got no chunes

They too worried 'bout sellin' out shoes

I don’t give a fuck 'bout jeans and crep

Or goin' to Milan or goin' to the Met

I just wanna make these songs for the set

I just wanna load that and let that wet

I got so much tings in the stash

Fold up anyone, dun that clash

Got no sense like Jizzle and shh

Big and bad like leader and shh

Can’t do love 'cause they get too attached

Phone get broke and whip get scratched

I’ma just take my knots in cash

They can never tie me down, that’s facts

All that bark but we know he’s a cat

I don’t really like goin' tit for tat

I’ma just come like tat-tat-tat

I’ma just end that there, that’s that