Drake Shot for Me
I can see it in your eyes, you're angry Regret got shit on what you're feelin' now Mad cause he ain't like me Oh you mad cause nobody ever did it like me All the care I would take All the love that we made Now you're trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you It's a shame you didn't keep it Alisha, Catya, I know that you gon' hear this I'm the man, yeah I said it Bitch, I'm the man, don't you forget it The way you walk, that's me The way you talk, that's me The way you've got your hair up, did you forget that's me? And the voice in your speaker right now that's me That's me, and the voice in your ear That's me, can't you see That I made it? Yeah, I made it First I made you who you are and then I made it And you're wasted with your latest Yeah, I'm the reason why you always getting faded Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Uh-huh, uh-huh, oh-whoa, oh, whoa) A shot for me (Uh-huh, uh-huh, oh-whoa, oh, whoa) A shot for me OK, look, I'm honest. Girl, I can't lie, I miss you You and the music were the only things that I'd commit to I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you But you believed in everything but me, girl, I don't get you She says "I know you changed I never see you cause you're always busy doing things" I really wish she had a different way of viewing things I think the city that we're from just kinda ruined things It's such a small place; not much to do but talk and listen The men are jealous and the women all in competition And all your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret And taint all the images of your "Mr. Perfect" I could tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer Prayin' for your happiness, hope that you recover, uh This is one I know you hated when you heard it And it's worse because you know that I deserve it Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Uh-huh, uh-huh, oh-whoa, oh, whoa) A shot for me (Uh-huh, uh-huh, oh-whoa, oh, whoa) A shot for me Yeah May your neighbors respect you Trouble neglect you Angels protect you And heaven accept you
Drake does an ode to his exes (at least those who don’t live in Texas) on the second cut off of his Take Care LP. Here Drake demonstrates his ability to create ambiguous texts by the overlap between the figure of romantic and sensitive boy (which recounts the pain of his emotional relationships) and that of egocentric King Midas (what consoles him more is that his exes will not find another like him ).