Can’t Have Everything

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    more life drake

    Uh, man, fresh up out the sand, February tan
    It’s The Boy but I’m still the man
    Come and get your mans
    I don’t know, first you caught the hands
    Then you took the stand
    It’s a joke, but you say you real—I don’t understand
    On a yacht, me and all the dogs actin’ like some dogs
    We evolved, used to think vacation meant Niagara Falls
    Swear to God, shout to Buffalo, never duckin’ low
    I don’t stop, man, I’m stuck on go, always hug the road
    Fuck a opp, make his body roll, yeah, a lot of those
    Started out doin’ college shows, Calipari flow
    Then I popped like you never seen
    We with everything, I went off in the ’16, give me ’17

    Want a lot, can’t have everything
    Can’t have everything
    Want a lot, can’t have everything
    But I want everything

    Bad attitude, tellin’ who to calm down?
    Tryna cool it all down, who’s callin’ my name?
    Who’s involved now? Tell me who I gotta down
    I’ll do a song now, man
    Even though there’s way less to prove to y’all now, man
    Everything that went around is comin’ back around
    Y’all better hit the ground
    Goddamn, beef forever unfinished
    Yeah, it’s all open-ended, had me off for a minute
    Had you all since beginnin’
    Damn, I must be coachin’, ’cause I’m not playin’ with them
    Can you not see the difference?
    I mean, I keep the fuckin’ lights on in the buildin’
    Man, my record deal should be 500 million, goddamn

    Can’t have everything
    Can’t have everything
    Want a lot, can’t have everything
    But I want everything

    Finally got my mind in a free state
    Niggas tried to serve me up a cheesesteak
    I gave them back a clean plate
    Same niggas preein’ cause they hate to see the team straight
    Same niggas beakin’, always duckin’ my release dates
    That’s when the phone starts ringin’ like, “Are we straight?”
    Two-faced niggas back around with the three face
    Damn, ol’ triple double, Russ face
    Watch with the bust face
    Never-met-the-plug-but-I-rap-about-the-plug face
    Never-met-myself, I-don’t-remember-who-I-was face
    Y’all fuckin’ hilarious
    Y’all really think y’all niggas teamin’ up and scarin’ us
    Y’all niggas is arrogant, y’all sleep at the Sheraton
    All that shit embarrassin’
    Tell your big homie I’m all for goin’ there again
    He ain’t even die and I ball with his inheritance
    All that’s in my account at the Bank of America
    All that Drake hysteria
    6 side, East side, all that for my area

    You know, hun, I’m a bit concerned about this negative tone that I’m hearing in your voice these days. I can appreciate where your uncertainty stems from and you have reason to question your anxieties and how disillusioned you feel, as well as feeling skeptical about who you believe you can trust. But that attitude will just hold you back in this life, and you’re going to continue to feel alienated. Give some thought to this, because I’m confident in you, and I know you can reach your desired destination and accomplish your goals much more quickly without this confrontation I’m hearing in your tone these days. When others go low, we go high.