Between Us

[Verse 1: Drake]

Okay, I just got back from another label meeting, and

I ain't what they looking for, I ain't what they looking for

I ain't really Atlanta, I ain't really Brooklyn, or

I don't fit the bill for none them shows they tryna book him for

Straight nigga tryna get in through a crooked door

Barely fittin' in, 'cause a gimmick's what they took him for

But getting doubted caused me to reroute it

To another destination where, the people, they abouuut ittt!

You ever felt high above it all?

Run your fingers through the clouds like the sky about to fall?

Treat me like I'm rich when I'm about ball

And think once about the clothing that I buy up out the mall

I'm famous, so I get approached fast, Louie and Coach bags

All up in coach class, gem like Topaz, cool like slow Jazz

Dope like coke lines and crack like broke glass

I promise this is me, me

[Hook: Drake & Slakah The Beatchild]

I'm not supposed to do this

I'm supposed to be this nigga that's rapping 'bout gettin' money

And you heard all of my songs, so you know this shit wrong