Drake – Cant Have Everything (Guitar)

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[Verse 1: Drake]
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Yeah, uh, man, fresh up out the sand, February tan

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It's the boy, but I'm still the man, come and get your mans

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I don't know, first you caught the hands, then you took the stand

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It's a joke, but you say you real—I don't understand

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On a yacht, me and all the dogs actin' like some dogs

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We evolved, used to think vacation meant Niagara Falls

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Swear to God, shout to Buffalo, never duckin' low

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I don't stop, man, I'm stuck on go, always hug the road,

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Fuck a opp, make his body roll, yeah, a lot of those

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Started out doin' college shows, Calipari flow

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Then I popped like you never seen

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We with everything, I went off in the '16, give me '17
[Chorus: Drake]
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Want a lot, can't have everything

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Can't have everything

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Want a lot, can't have everything

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But I want everything
[Verse 2: Drake]
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Bad attitude, tellin' who to calm down?

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Tryna cool it all down

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Who's callin' my name? Who's involved now?

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Tell me who I gotta down, I'll do a song now, man

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Even though there's way less to prove to y'all now, man

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Everything that went around is comin' back around

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Y'all better hit the ground

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Goddamn, beef forever unfinished

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Yeah, it's all open-ended, had me off for a minute

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Had you all since beginnin'

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Damn, I must be coachin', 'cause I'm not playin' with them

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Can you not see the difference?

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I mean, I keep the fuckin' lights on in the buildin'

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Man, my record deal should be 500 million, goddamn
[Chorus: Drake]
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Can't have everything

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Can't have everything

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Want a lot, can't have everything

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But I want everything
[Verse 3: Drake]
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Finally got my mind in a free state

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Niggas tried to serve me up a cheesesteak
I gave them back a clean plate
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Same niggas preein', 'cause they hate to see the team straight

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Same niggas beakin', always duckin' my release dates

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That's when the phone starts ringin' like, "Are we straight?"

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Two-faced nigga back around with the three face

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Damn, ol' triple double, Russ face

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Watch with the bust face

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Never met the plug, but I rap about the plug face

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Never met myself, I don't remember who I was face

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Y'all fuckin' hilarious

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Y'all really think y'all niggas teamin' up and scarin' us

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Y'all niggas is arrogant, y'all sleep at the Sheraton

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All that shit embarrassin'

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Tell your big homie I'm all for goin' there again

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He ain't even die and I ball with his inheritance

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All that's in my account at the Bank of America

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All that Drake hysteria

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Six side, east side, all that for my area