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No Tellin Lyrics – Drake

    No Tellin is a popular rap song by Drake from the 2015 album If You’re Reading This It’s Too Late. Check words to Drake No Tellin Lyrics in English below.

    No Tellin Lyrics – Drake 

    [Intro: Drake]
    Whoa
    Whoa
    Yeah
    Look

    [Chorus: Drake]
    Envelopes comin’ in the mail, let her open ’em
    Hopin’ for a check again, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, she invite me to the telly, keep the blade with me
    When I go to check a bitch, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, police comin’ ’round lookin’ for some help
    On a case they gotta solve, we never help ’em
    Yeah, I stay up late at night, thinkin’ ’bout my life
    Want a lot, will I get it all? Ain’t no tellin’
    Ain’t no tellin’, yeah, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, no tellin’, ain’t no tellin’

    [Verse 1]
    Suitcase, I been livin’ out a suitcase
    Still drinkin’ Henny, if it’s done, I’ll take the D’usse
    Oops, ayy, fuck it, all you niggas two-faced
    Got the club goin’ up on a Tuesday
    True say, I been goin’ hard, but then again
    They think I’m soft, think I’m innocent
    I’m just lookin’ in the mirror like I’m really him
    Man, I’m really him, you just fillin’ in
    Man, I got a blunt, can I get a light? Yeah
    I took the summer off to get it right
    Yeah, I gave these boys a shot and they fuckin’ failed
    Niggas like “You took the summer off? We couldn’t tell”
    Dawg, just bought a island, gotta sail to it
    You pick the casket, I’ll put the nail through it
    I ain’t gotta do it, but fuck it, somebody gotta do it
    Hate if someone else did it, fuck, I may as well do it, ah!
    [Chorus: Drake]
    Envelopes comin’ in the mail, let her open ’em
    Hopin’ for a check again, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, she invite me to the telly, keep the blade with me
    When I go to check a bitch, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, police comin’ ’round lookin’ for some help
    On a case they gotta solve, we never help ’em
    Yeah, I stay up late at night, thinkin’ ’bout my life
    Want a lot, will I get it all? Ain’t no tellin’
    Ain’t no tellin’, yeah, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, no tellin’, ain’t no tellin’

    [Verse 2: Drake & Rick Ross]
    Okay, I had to switch the flow up on you niggas
    The shit was gettin’ too predictable
    The new shit is on steroids, I would never pass a physical
    I got it rollin’ in all kinda ways, lump sum and residual, yeah
    I mean we hear about the money you been gettin’
    We just never seen a visual
    It’s our year (Aww, yeah)
    Aww, yeah
    I mean besides Ricky Ross, Aubrey the biggest boss here (Hunh)
    What’s the word these days?
    Bunch of niggas chasing after all these women they don’t even know (Wooo!)
    Buncha’ out of season women fuckin’ off-season niggas
    To get last season wardrobe (Wooo!)
    All the rappers that you vouch for
    Need to get out of the house more, they washed up
    And even if the team was religious with it
    I can’t really see another squad tryna’ cross us, naw (WOOO)
    [Beat Switch]

    [Interlude: Popcaan]
    OVO, Unruly
    One shot to make it in a life
    From the six to the fucking 876

    [Chorus: Drake]
    Envelopes comin’ in the mail, let her open ’em
    Hopin’ for a check again, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, she invite me to the telly, keep the blade with me
    When I go to check a bitch, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, police comin’ ’round lookin’ for some help
    On a case they gotta solve, we never help ’em
    Yeah, I stay up late at night, thinkin’ ’bout my life
    Want a lot, will I get it all? Ain’t no tellin’
    Ain’t no tellin’, yeah, ain’t no tellin’
    Yeah, no tellin’, man ain’t no tellin’

    [Break: Drake]
    No tellin’
    Yeah
    Look

    [Verse 3: Drake]
    I gotta keep watchin’ for oppers
    ‘Cause anything’s possible, yeah
    There’s no code of ethics out here
    Anyone will take shots at you, yeah
    Niggas think they can come take what I got
    Let’s be logical, yeah
    V-Live, I order that Alfredo pasta
    Then eat in the kitchen like I’m in the mafia
    Houston, they get me though
    European, my vehicle, how much it hit me fo’?
    Ain’t no tellin’, yeah
    What am I willin’ to give her to get what I want tonight?
    Ain’t no tellin’
    Please do not speak to me like I’m that Drake from four years ago
    I’m at a higher place
    Thinkin’ they lions and tigers and bears
    I go huntin’, put heads on my fireplace, oh my
    [Outro: Drake]
    Take time, ain’t no tellin’
    Oh my, ain’t no tellin’

     

    Writer(s): Aubrey Graham, Boi-1da, Frank Dukes, Noah Shebib

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