Chicago Freestyle - Drake ft. Giveon

Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?

Too early, maybe later you can show me things

You know what it is whenever I visit

Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no

Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight

Will I see you at the show tonight?

Will I see you at the show tonight?

Ayy, truck to the plane to the truck

Truck to the hotel lobby

Me, I go through underground garages

Presidential suite on deposit

Elevator up to the room

Shower up and then we hit the club

Touch down, gotta see what's up

Area code in my phone

What numbers do I still have?

Who do I know from the past?

Hit one, she say she got a man

Hit another one, it goes green

Must've changed phones on the team

'Member when you let me in between

That was 2017

All good, Chubbs will look around

Find one that seem my type

That my dawg and he know what I like

He done found me plenty in my life

Problem is, I meet a girl tonight

Then I go and treat her too nice

Galleria credit card swipes

I don't even know if she a wife

But I do know one thing though

Women they come they go

Saturday through Sunday, Monday

Monday through Sunday, yo

Maybe I'll love you one day

Maybe we'll someday grow

'Til then, I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway

On this one way

Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?

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Too early, maybe later you can show me things

You know what it is whenever I visit

Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no

Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight

Will I see you at the show tonight?

Will I see you at the show tonight?

Jewelry in the safe on arrival

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Pistol on J for survival

Lot of people gunnin' for the title

Lot of people tryna take us viral

I'm just tryin' to have a nice night though

Waiter brought the check for the meal

She said, "Babe, I think there was a typo"

Nah, girl, I got it, that's light though

I could show you bigger things than that

It's gon' be a minute 'til I'm back

Let me give you images that last

AMEX had a limit in the past

I had plenty women in the past

I done plenty sinnin' in the past

You don't need to know, but you can ask

Stickin' on your backstage pass

All access 'cause you bad

You could go wherever with that ass

Show to the shower to the truck

Truck to the club for the party

You go in first with your girls

'Cause I don't know who's out there watchin'

But I do know one thing though

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Women they come they go

Saturday through Sunday, Monday

Monday, Sunday, yo

Maybe I'll love you one day

Maybe we'll someday grow

'Til then, I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway

On this one way

Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?

Too early, maybe later you can show me things

You know what it is whenever I visit

Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no

Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight

Will I see you at the show tonight?

Will I see you at the show tonight?