Trophies

Lyrics

[Intro: F. Mills] Remember that "No Rules" shit. Yeah we still on that, Trek Gang (Trek Gang tag) Let's go [Verse 1: F. Mills] Changed my career less than a year tho Got all them stares like that boy must be a weirdo Could not care less, I know I don't belong right here though Didn't ask no questions I just flipped that shit like pillows I told y'all mufuckas I just went and did my shit though Fuck all them haters They just hate there from the window I'm really out here What the fuck I got this pen for I write the shit you wanna hear It's just that simple Don't owe y'all mufuckas Man this shit is not a love song This is a "fuck them haters wanting all hugs" song This a "fuck them hoes forever in the club" song This a "pop the champaign in the club" song Nigga I'm above y'all, damn [Chorus: Drake] What's the move? Can I tell the truth? If I was doing this for you then I'd have nothing left to prove Nah, this for me though I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people And they don't have no award for that Trophies, trophies And they don't have no award for that Shit don't come with trophies, ain't no envelopes to open I just do it cause I'm 'sposed to, nigga [Verse 2: Drake] Had hit records on my demo Did y'all boys not get the memo? I do not stay at the Intercontinental And anything I got is not a rental I own that mu'fucka Figured out this shit is simple My stock been going up like a crescendo A bunch of handshakes from the fakes But nigga, I do not wanna be friends though I told y'all mu'fuckas Man, this shit is not a love song This a "fuck-a-stripper-on-the-mink-rug" song This a "fuck-them-boys, forever-hold-a-grudge" song "Pop-some-fucking-champagne-in-the-tub" song Nigga, "just-because" song Damn [Chorus: Drake] What's the move? Can I tell the truth? If I was doing this for you then I'd have nothing left to prove Nah, this for me though I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people And they don't have no award for that Trophies, trophies And they don't have no award for that Shit don't come with trophies, ain't no envelopes to open I just do it cause I'm 'sposed to, nigga [Verse 3: Drake] Bitch I go to Dreams with a suitcase I got my whole country on a new wave She like "I heard all your niggas stay where you stay" House so big I haven't seen them boys in two days Bitch, I use a Walkie-Talkie just to get a beverage I saw my parents split up right after the wedding That taught my ass to stay committed, fuck the credit Bitch check the numbers, I'm the one who really get it I told y'all mu'fuckas Man, this shit is not a love song This a "doing-me-and-only-God-can-judge" song "I-do-not-know-what-the-fuck-you-thought-it-was" song "Pop-some-fucking-champagne-in-the-tub" song Nigga, "just because" song Damn [Chorus: Drake] What's the move? Can I tell the truth? If I was doing this for you then I'd have nothing left to prove Nah, this for me though I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people And they don't have no award for that Trophies, trophies And they don't have no award for that Shit don't come with trophies, ain't no envelopes to open I just do it cause I'm 'sposed to, nigga