Перевод песни Lose You - Drake

I don't care what society thinks. They're nothing anyway. They're no better than me. Out there you just have to fit into a pattern that somebody's already laid out for you. Life we live, you have to set your own patterns, your own ideals. You have to handle the whole job yourself. (Yeah)

No snow tires, the rain slip-slide like Trick Daddy and Trina

Oli North pull in, like, 10 million a season

Queen Street visions that nobody believed in

If we not on the charts, my XO niggas eating

Fifty-two consecutive weekends, shout out to Weeknd

The city gets stronger when everybody is speaking

Not when everybody out here beefing

We got it, now we just gotta keep it

America's most wanted, man, I'm still on the run

All these number ones and we still not the ones

No hard feelings, but I'll still get you spun

Went and got diplomas, and we still going dumb

Please never label niggas who lay down for a living

My competition, it's beyond offensive

I'm in it for the glory, not the honor mention

Not tryna be fourth and inches, I'm tryna go the distance

Yeah, distance, I'm on a different mission

This the remix to "Ignition," hot and fresh out the kitchen

How you forget to fill up with gas on the road to riches?

Too overly ambitious, too late to fix it

Too late for condolences when it's over with

I need to start saying shit when I notice it

Be open with people I need some closure with

Be honest with myself and take ownership

Opinions started to burn when tables started to turn

I really used to feel like they loved a nigga at first

Exciting times, revitalized

Trust this little light of mine is gonna shine positively

I'm just taking what God will give me

Grateful like Jerry, Bob and Mickey

Better attitude, we'll see where it gets me

I know catching flies with honey is still sticky

I wrote the book on world-class finesses

And tasteful gestures and making efforts

And never placing second

And even better knowing you're first but then taking second

Inspiring and never taking credit

I know I deserve more, I just never said it

Two middle fingers as I make a exit, yeah

Did I lose you?

Did I? Did I?

Did I lose you?

Did I? Did I?

Did I lose you?

Winning is problematic

People like you more when you working towards something

Not when you have it

Way less support from my peers

In recent years as I get established

Unforgiving times, but fuck it, I manage

Why is my struggle different than others'?

Only child that's taking care of his mother

As health worsens and bills double

That's not respectable all of a sudden?

I don't get a pat on the back for the come up?

What do you see when you see me?

When did all the things I mean

From the bottom of my heart start to lose meaning?

Maybe I share it with too many people

Back then it used to just feel like our secret

Back when I would write

And not think about how they receive it

I be tryna manifest the things I needed

And look, now, I mean, it's hard to believe it even for me

But you're mindful of it all when your mind full of it all

How they go from not wanting me at all

To wanting to see me lose it all?

Things get dark, but my aura just starts glowing

I'm overcome with emotions

Ones I can't access when I'm stoned sober

Jealous ones still envy and niggas turn king cobra

I could only speak what I know of

Man, we wrote the book on calculated thinking

And icy Heineken drinking, and rival neighborhoods linking

And putting your trust in someone

With the risk of financially sinking

All you did was write the book on garbage-ass Rollies

Ego stroking, picture posting

Claiming that you'd do it for motivational purposes only

But you just had to show me

See, I know, 'cause I study you closely

I know when someone lying

I notice people standing for nothing and getting tired

I know what we're both thinking even when you're quiet

Sometimes I gotta just make sure that I didn't lose you

Did I? Did I?

Did I lose you?

Did I? Did I?

Did I lose you?

This is the 6's year

Six hundreds instead of six, OVO

You know we'll be rocking our asses out

To my big brother Drizzy

You know what I'm saying?

More Life, 6 to the world, gang shit