El nuevo disco de Drake, titulado ‘Views‘ que encontrarás en la sección ‘Discos’ de Música Nueva, ha llegado a las tiendas el pasado 29 de abril e incluye un rico tracklist con 20 canciones inéditas: 1. Keep The Family Close 2. 9 3. U With Me? 4. Feel No Ways 5. Hype 6. Weston Road Flows 7. Redemption 8. With You 9. Faithful 10. Still Here 11. Controlla 12. One Dance 13. Grammys 14. Childs Play 15. Pop Style 16. Too Good 17. Summers Over Interlude 18. Fire & Desire 19. Views 20. Hotline Bling.
En un primer momento habría tenido que titularse ‘Views From The 6’ y ha sido estrenado oficialmente en Apple Music con la celebre ‘Hotline Bling’ incluida como tema final.
Drake ha también anunciado ya una serie de conciertos en que será acompañado por el amigo Future durante los meses de agosto y septiembre. La gira se llamará “The Summer Sixteen Tour” y se trata de la segunda colaboración después del mixtape “A Time To Be Alive” de 2015.
La letra de la canción
Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich
This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle…
Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it, do not make it
Got so many chains they call me Chaining Tatum
They do, they do
And I like to finish what you think you started
Man you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started
You don’t know what you just started
All I do is hang with the young and heartless
All this is for my family, man, I try my hardest
It’s all I ever did and look where it got him
Yeah, you’ve been on my mind lately
You’ve still got my number, girl you need to call me
I feel like they wanna see me learn the hard way
But you know I always handle that one my way
Girl let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body
Justin Timberlake and then I hit the highway
I can’t trust no fuckin’ body
They still out to get me cause they never got me
They still out to get me, they don’t get it
I can not be got, and that’s a given
They like Pablo, why are all the windows tinted on your Tahoe?
Why do you know every single bitch that I know?
Why can’t you just shut your mouth and take the high road?
Fuck if I know, that’s that Chicago, aye
South, south, side, that’s the motto, aye
Cop a crib and spend ten million on remodel
Take the devils out my life and preach the gospel, cause I know
We went way, way past the line of scrimmage, aye
Throne is back up in it, aye
In the field like Emmitt, aye, y’all get so offended, aye
I be blacking out, I ain’t backing out
Jay about his business, and I’mma let you finish but I…
I just, I just, I just, I just wanna rock your body
Take you to the garage and do some karate
Chop it, chop it, chop it, chop it sipping sake
Throw a thick bitch on a Kawasaki
(Perfect!)
Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich
This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle
