Drake, The Weeknd Crew Love

Ooh, ooh (There's a, there's a) Whoa, yeah (There's a) Ooh (Yeah) Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas What you following me for? This ain't no fucking sing-along So, girl, what you singing for? It's 'cause we blowing like a C4 Got my whole crew blowing like a C4 20, keep the bar rolling Fake ID's in the trash, we going Straight to the top, rooftop glows With a handful of girls and they all so foreign Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowin' Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland A whole lot of friends, first flight from Poland A whole lot of cash coming straight from Poland Why? 'Cause They loving the crew They loving the crew They loving this crew Oh, they loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew They loving this crew They loving the crew They loving the crew Yeah Smoking weed under star projectors I guess we'll never know what Harvard gets us But seeing my family have it all Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall And really, I think I like who I'm becoming There's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing There's times when I might blow like 50k on a vacation For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces All it took was patience I got a lot of friends to come up off the strip for me The same ones that'll come up off the hip for me The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me I told my story, and made history Tell them I'ma need reservations for 20 I've never really been one for the preservation of money, nah Much rather spend it all while I'm breathing That OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know They loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Loving the crew, oh Oh, they loving the crew They loving the crew They loving the crew They loving the crew Whoa 'Cause we blowing like a C4 Got my whole crew blowing like a C4 (If you broadcast swag, nigga, we the news in your city)