Nothing Was the Same album cover

Nothing Was the Same Captions

Drake · 2013 · 165 captions from 16 songs — tap to copy

Hold On, We’re Going Home

I got my eyes on you You're everything that I see

I want your heart, love and emotion endlessly

I can't get over you You left your mark on me

You act so different around me

I know exactly who you could be

It's hard to do these things alone

All Me

I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot

Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me No help, that's all me, all me for real

Should I listen to everybody or myself? 'Cause myself just told myself: "You're the motherfucking man, you don't need no help

Y'all keep talking 'bout who next, but I'm about as big as it gets

I swear y'all just wasting y'all breath

It's not your turn 'cause I ain't done yet

I was made for all of this shit

I just took my time, you got the shine I let you eat like that

I been taught to never loan somebody what you need right back

Tell the truth, I don't listen to you 'Cause I don't like being lied to

Now my people rich enough to do whatever I do

From Time

I like when money makes a difference but don't make you different

I want to take it deeper than money, pussy, vacation And influence a generation that's lacking in patience

I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement

When he put that bottle down, girl, that man's amazing

Who the fuck wants to be seventy and alone?

I search for something I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored

Who you settling for? Who better for you than the boy, huh?

Now it's therapeutic blowing money in the Galleria

When I could tell it was sincere without tryna prove it

Learning the true consequences of my selfish decisions When you find out how I'm living, I just hope I'm forgiven

I guess I fucked up the vision

I've always been feeling like she was the piece to complete me

Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2

I hear you talking, say it twice so I know you meant it

Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn

You know it's real when you are who you think you are

My high school reunion might be worth an appearance Make everybody have to go through security clearance

I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks

I swear shit just started clickin', dog

fuck all that 'Happy to be here' shit that y'all want me on

Like I didn't study the game to the letter And understand that I'm not doin' it the same Man, I'm doing it better

They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself

These are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself

I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down

You never know what could happen to you

Nothing was the same, dawg

Started from the Bottom

I done kept it real from the jump

Livin' at my momma's house, we'd argue every month I was tryna get it on my own

Workin' all night, traffic on the way home

I just think it's funny how it goes Now I'm on the road, half a million for a show

I'ma worry 'bout me, give a fuck about you

I wear every single chain, even when I'm in the house

Fuck a fake friend, where your real friends at?

We don't like to do too much explainin' Story stayed the same, I never changed it

Story stayed the same through the money and the fame

Furthest Thing

Somewhere between psychotic and iconic

Somewhere between I want it and I got it

Somewhere between a mistress and commitment

Promise to break everybody off before I break down

People I believed in, they don't even show they face now

The furthest thing from perfect, like everyone I know

Just too busy runnin' shit to run home to ya

Bittersweet celebrations, I know I can't change what happened

I made every woman feel like she was mine and no one else's

I just build and build more, y'all build to destroy

Y'all party too much, man, I just chill and record

No filler, you feel it now if you ain't feel it before

Play this shit at my funeral if they catch me slippin'

Donate a million to some children, that's just how I'm feelin'

Worst Behavior

Always hated the boy, but now the boy is the man

Tryna fight to the finish just to see, am I finished?

I just ask for some blessings at my grandmother's grave Then it's back to L.A., open the mail, starin' at the check

Enough to make you throw up, man, it's gross what I net

Who else making rap albums, doing numbers like it's pop?

Gone all the time, even the important times

I should let you know ahead I'm comin' back on my worst behavior

Do it look like we stressin'?

Hate to leave the city, but I've got to do the overtime

The Language

Bank account statement just look like I'm ready for early retirement

Fuck going platinum, I look at my wrist and it's already platinum

They downplayin' the money But that's what you do when the money down

I don't waste time puttin' money down I just go straight to who got it and buy it in cash

Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell I will never understand that, but, oh well

I got to kill off the weak shit that's got all you excited

People are funny You don't even know 'bout the shit that I been through

I just want some head in a comfortable bed It could all be so simple

Talkin' that shit with your back to me Just know it always get back to me

Been workin' so hard on the album, I missed the whole summer

Too Much

Done sayin' I'm done playin'

Most people in my position get complacent

Moment I stop having fun with it, I'll be done with it

Back then they didn't want me, I'm blessed now

She tell me, "Take a deep breath You're too worried about being the best out

Money got my whole family going backwards

No dinners, no holidays, no nothin' There's issues at hand that we're not discussin'

Listen, man, you can still do what you wanna do You gotta trust that shit

Guess since my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it here

All my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round Started treating me like I'm "him" now

Like we don't know each other, we ain't grow together We just friends now

I'm writing to you from a distance like a pen-pal But we've been down

Pick the pen up or put the pen down?

Own It

Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love

Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust

Next time I stand tall, I wanna be standin' for you

They talk more than bitches these days

You don't love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl

When the last time you did somethin' for the first time? You done done it all

Broken telephone for every single conversation By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days

You ain't even hit me when that man had threats for me, girl

Wu-Tang Forever

It ain't about who did it first, it's 'bout who did it right

Stadium packed, just glad to see the city on the map

I just gave the city life

I find peace knowing that it's harder in the streets

You realize he just not in a position to reciprocate your energy

You ain't ever worried 'cause he's not who he pretends to be

People like Mazin who was a best friend to me, start to become a distant memory

Things change in that life, and this life started lacking synergy

Paranoid, always rolling with my mothafuckin' boys

You gotta understand when it's yours, they don't really leave your ass with a mothafuckin' choice

The Motion

'Cause we said "no strings attached" and I still got tied up in that

Everything that I write is either for her or about her

So I'm with her even when I'm here without her and she know it

Try being with somebody that wanna be somebody else

I always thought she was perfect when she was being herself

Looking back on it, at least my pride is intact

When they need a favor from you, man, they don't leave you alone

She'll probably come around soon as I settle down

It's like every time I touch it I could never do no wrong

Tuscan Leather

I'm gettin' twenty million off the record

I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach

Rich enough that I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich

Self-explanatory, you just here to spread the story

I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I need to embrace it

I'm honest, I make mistakes, I'd be the second to admit it

Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit obsessive

My life's a completed checklist

Just give it time, we'll see who's still around a decade from now

I just set the bar, people fall under it like a limbo

The difference is that with mine, they all come true in due time

You don't have to prove shit to no one except yourself

Tryna get my karma up, fuck the guilty and greedy shit

Life is soundin' crazy, 40 on Martin Scorsese And I wouldn't change a thing if you paid me

Connect

Isn't it amazin' how you talk all this shit and we still lack communication?

Every conversation starts with, "This time will be different

Don't talk to me like I'm famous

Don't assume, 'cause I don't respect assumptions, babe

She just wanna run over my feelings like she drinkin' and drivin' in a eighteen-wheeler

I show up knowin' exactly who I was and never leave as myself

But when it falls apart, I'm always still down to pick a million tiny little pieces off the ground

Wish you would learn to love people and use things and not the other way around

My license been expired, I renew it after the weekend

Procrastination is my weakness

I treat you good, girl, like you're famous

Come Thru

I can still get you wet, and I can still make you laugh

We had the type of nights where mornin' comes too soon

Who used to sleep on the floor with you when you lived in the basement?

Who else got all the things you need at 4am when it's late?

Rap game, crack game, ain't that different, ya know?

Last album had it boomin' somethin' vicious, ya know?

Who you been crying to? Who you been flying to?

305 to My City

Your hustle don't ever go unnoticed, baby

Numbers don't lie to my baby

Nails chipped out in diamonds / You sparkle, but fuck, man, the spark ain't enough for you

Shine on them hoes, let 'em know that you run shit

I'm working too hard, let's get into some fun shit

I hope you don't fall, that's you on the top of the ceiling

Don't you ever forget 'bout your story

Your momma used to live at the church on Sunday / You just go to LIV after church on Sunday

We're not in Kansas anymore