**read** Don't Sleep On This!!!!!!

Written as a cover to "Congradulation" by Drake

[Verse 1]
Uh
Fedele Lions on my cardigan
At the club askin ya girl “what you orderin?”
She at my crib with her heels up on my ottoman
We just up against a bunch haters we are smarter than
Damn
Call us those Ka-trina water-men
A lot of these haters thinkin they can’t let the water in
Yeah
And I’m the type to try the harder things
I fly high, you can try and cut my Angel winnnnggggs
I'm still myself
Suicide, nah I can’t kill my wealth
Charge me what you want, I’ll bill myself
And I don't fear ya'll but I fear myseeeeelllf
Words flow like water, can’t turn the nozzle off
You bite my style like Tyson with the muzzle off
I'm next to no—cause
And I can’t hear you haters talking over my applause
Yeah
I tried to tell em', they’re the next to go
Send the haters Remmy shots… X&O
I got a back pocket for your suggestions though
But I don’t really wanna give it up
It's time to let it go
I’m the closest thing to seein what ya dreams are
Keep the dream girl I’ll just take the dream car
Yeah
I got residual INCOME-ing
And you just circulate what I’m rerunning
Congraduation…



[Verse 2:]
And now you want an award for frontin?
I'm at the Spokane airport boarding somethin'
Goin somewhere far but not far from nothin’
Puh-Puh-Puh Poker face
Pocket Ace Card and you’re bluffinnnnn'
But I don’t do the Crip walk
Catch me down in Cali, but I’ll be on my boardwalk
Take your bread, pull ya card and replace it with a Hallmark
Runnin like you’re breakin world records—false start
You won’t get the point until I’m out there Donald Trumpin
Money like a fat joint, it burns slow n keeps me high when I’m slumpin
And your presence makes me stupider
Trey if you're on Mars—can ya pick me up from Jupiterrrr?
Phone blowin' up, since I got Qatari Cellular
I'm a shootin star, now you’re hangin from my nebulas
Tattoos on my leg, from my arm back to my tibia
When I come to town
When I When I come to tow-ownnnn
I’ll hug and kiss no chick
I put my heart in my back pocket and just sit
Butt, you said you’d never love my ass—pause
Again, damnit ya'll? Again?Ya'll,
Pretend that she’d do different with my heart… and win
I'll die before I win, cause ya’ll was born to sin
Right...

Nice man you've got some talent there

Thanks Duke

do you have audio for this yet?

Yes, this is a cover for a song labeled "Congradualtions" by Drake