[Intro]

Let’s try one more time

Cool

[Chorus: Sampha]

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you

(Oh, don't think about—)

[Verse 1: Drake]

Done sayin' I'm done playin'

Last time was on the outgo

Stuck in the house, need to get out more

I've been stackin' up like I'm fundraising

Most people in my position get complacent

Wanna come places with star girls

And they end up on them front pages

I'm quiet with it, I just ride with it

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

I'm the only one that's putting shots up

And like a pot luck, you need to come with it, don't run from it

Like H-Town in the summertime, I keep it one hundred

Met a lot of girls in my times there

Word to Paul Wall, not one fronted

I was birthed there in my first year

Man, I know that place like I come from it

Backstage at Warehouse in '09 like, "Is Bun coming?

Fuck that, is anyone comin'

'Fore I show up there and there's no one there?"

These days, I could probably pack it

For like twenty nights if I go in there

Back rub from my main thing, I've been stressed out

Talkin' to her like back then they didn't want me, I'm blessed now

Talkin' to her like this drop, bet a million copies get pressed out

She tell me, "Take a deep breath

You're too worried about being the best out"

[Chorus: Sampha]

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you

(Oh, don't think about—)

[Verse 2: Drake]

Uh, someone go tell Noel to get the Backwoods

Money got my whole family going backwards

No dinners, no holidays, no nothin'

There's issues at hand that we're not discussin'

I did not sign up for this

My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket list

And now he's actin' like, "Oh, well, this is life, I guess"

Nah, fuck that shit

Listen, man, you can still do what you wanna do

You gotta trust that shit

Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign

That's when they appear

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

I hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment

Telling herself that she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit

Like that's true shit

And 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

Shit got me feeling pinned down

Pick the pen up or put the pen down?

I'm writing to you from a distance like a pen-pal

But we've been down

[Chorus: Sampha]

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you

Oh, don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through, oh

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you, oh, oh

(Don't do that—)

[Outro: Sampha]

Don't give up, on your hopes

And you tell me somethin's gone wrong

Wholehearted, wholehearted, you care, you care

'Cause I'm such a dreamer, a believer in a sense

Well, if it's all a dream

Then I'm on fire, feels like, I'm on fire

Tell me when I'm lyin', tell me when I'm tryin'