hyfr remix



Drake ft. Lil Wayne - “HYFR” (Remix by Micah B & Nikko Dator)

HYFR Remix


When I take that tablet snap it

Drop it likes its acid keep persevering I’m a maverick

To achieve way above average I’m talking sky high status

I’m talking mile high club tell me if your as much as an addict

To turn yeo craft into habit

Watch the internal structure as it collapses did u catch it

See I disposed of it and left it in a bed full of roses

With luck staring at me one chapter opens as one closes

I walk through the door hoping to not be noticed

Hoping to not be told something that knocks me off my focus

My opus is constructed like Mr. Holland

As I spring on the track like water from po land hold up I’m wilden

I don’t do what they do I’m not a hair stylist

My iris is fixated on the horizon stay like a bird till I’m dieing

Until it all crumbles and the wheels decay

I was me the day before and I plan to be the same today

Stay away from normalcy cause it defiles art

I find a beat to be fresh meat cause I’m a shark

I’m scatter brained always was always will be

The nemesis in every rappers dreams u cannot kill me

A lot of cheese is at steak but I don’t choke feel me

Cause I don’t play like the 2011 yankees or phillies

My series of albums should be viewed by the world

Instead of a close circle of friends and that one pretty ass girl

But it’s chill and I still will climb

Fight what’s defined as music whenever I rhyme

I do not follow form I’m just graceful like a swan

With a mind as bright as a light and hands as dirty as porn

In the midst of all these jerk offs it’s harder to get the edge

But I digress maybe I’ll divert from 9 years of this progress

Nope not yet can’t go, cause I got this in the bucket kangol

I swear to God I’m a take charge all yall will get canceled

See I’m Nino but colder like 3 below

Such a cathartic negro Byronic hero I be bro

If you need the precision I’m the seamstress with a needle

Da Vinci with an easel Gandhi to all his people

I put my hand on the bible I swear on this cathedral
To turn up the digress welcome into the kitchen

That vixen keeps on whispering fueling the fire to an addiction

I’m sippen while I’m convinced I don’t have enough conviction

When will I realize I have all I need to be in this business

It taxes my heart when I see that they have no interest 

If I don’t get put on give me heroine filled syringes

I’ll disperse the poison to my vein and submerge inches

Maybe through death they’ll realize my genius

And rappers will realize there are a million miles between us