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Drake-closer to my dreams Lyrics [Intro: Drake talking] Yeah I remember me and, me and D used to talk about this kind of stuff all the time, like What it's gonna be like when you get closer to your dreams I didn't know much then, but I can probably tell you a lil somethin' now [Verse 1:] Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since Get bored quickly He stay grown So the p-a-tron had to get poured quickly Ex girl strippin', I can't stop her New girl trippin' but I can't drop her Cause I need somethin' to balance out the fact That it's hard to find a woman when you talented and black When you hollerin' at labels and they silencin' you back Cause you fail to thoroughly discuss some violence in ya track well Gunshot for the young yacht owner See there's everybody else then there's one top loner First place is often the worst place But fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face Surrounded by Filipinos I think of the worst case Watch chrome green diamonds I call it the earth face I'm gettin' ya cake I tell you how ya dessert taste I get a dessert plate Y'all eat pedigree as ya meal I've been Urkel for some years It's better bein' Jaleel Though I rock lean snap It's better bein' this real It's better drivin' a car with the letter B in the wheel Seat back Light sayin' tank on E I got the drank on me You better bank on me To be the one and only nigga that you ain't gon' see In the club with a model spillin' dranks on me Nah Gimme 20 in the tank on 3 I'm in the Range bumpin' Keyshia Cole Singin' off-key like (vocalizes) I'mma spare y'all Why you wanna judge me I don't ever compare y'all The city is mine I know it because I'm there y'all It ain't even started I'm really tryna prepare y'all Spring 07 Second quarter I'm droppin' With or without a label man I'm committed to poppin' And take over the summer Tour to tour hoppin' I'mma meet a lot of women I'mma do a lot of shoppin' Really no other option Spend a lot of money just to make it back Anybody I dissed in a song I don't take it back Same rappers that's all in ya face sayin' Drake is whack Are checkin' my availability just to make a track I promise mama I'mma do it cause I know I put you through it (I know I put you through it baby) And I just want you to sit around with ya friends at the dinner table and say "my baby's famous and I knew it" And it wasn't nothin' to it I'm drawin' and drawin' till the pen was out of fluid The ballpoint run out Then all joints come out classic Rappers are fake we can all point one out [Drake: Talking] Yeah I'd like to introduce you to the first lady of the ATF [Singing:] Closer to my dreams (Miss Andrina Mill) I'm gettin' higher Yeah (Yeah man) I feel it in my sleep (Sing it to 'em baby) I said I'm gettin' higher Yeah And closer to my dreams Whoa Sometimes it feels like I'll never move on Closer to my dreams [Verse 2:] Look I took a plane to Hawaii with D And we was trippin' off of the speed at which life progress From meetin' Trey in Atlanta to doin' a cameo in his video has made everything right with ex (Songz) I got too many records and not enough shows Too many rappers and not enough- Well You can fill the blank in They tryna be the best Just tryna place in the rankin' They can't Play pen drop out The gray ten drop out Summer 05 with the gray Benz drop out Charcoal charger Racin' through back streets On my Craig David shit the awful dodger Showed her I'mma I told her I'mma Bout to get my run-on so hold the commas Times changed now I'm older mama And these niggas ain't solid they fold in drama And that's the realest shit I ever wrote A compilation of mental thoughts that I never note And hi, haters I'm back off of hiatus How ya album doin'? I'm gettin' cake off of my latest Anticipated like the iPhone Respected in any city that I roam Summertime Wintertime Dinnertime Anytime Bet I am the nigga in my town when I arrive Home [Chorus]