Middle of the Ocean Lyrics – 21 Savage & Drake

Middle of the Ocean Lyrics sung by 21 Savage & Drake from the album Her Loss represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Middle of the Ocean by 21 Savage & Drake.

Middle of the Ocean Lyrics

[Intro: Drake]
I’m in the Missoni room at the Byblos
The boat was rockin’ too much on some Aaliyah s^^t
For real
We goin’ from the Vava then Cinq on Cinq then back to the Vava, if you know you know baby, I don’t know, I don’t know what to tell you

[Verse 1: Drake]
Long way from sentimental
Meet Thomazzo and Enersto
Short rigatoni with the pesto
These verses are my manifesto
Part ways gotta echo
Me and Snakes on the loose in the city, you know how the rest go
Casual s^^, I’m like, “F^^k a dress code”
The first Martini is an Espresso
Chill shot glasses with Prosecco
N^^gas so ignorant in our hood, they be likе, “Why the f^^k you makin’ techno?”
I’m worldwide and this is just anothеr cargo jet flow, I had to let go
Life insurance policies, you n^^gas ’bout to need the GEICO
I got some meaner threats though
Me, Spider-Man and Leonardo, I’m back tomorrow
I had the chopper to a wedding out in Monaco or Monte Carlo
I’m losin’ track of where we all go
I wouldn’t trade my life for none of y’alls, it’s an embargo
Fifty-nine bags on the 767, this is heavy cargo
Fifty-nine bags on the, ayy

[Verse 2: Drake]
Sweetest jail cell, smellin’ like some Carby Musk
For your birthday, your boyfriend got a party bus
Bottle signs, club lines, should’ve come with us
We left that s^^t in ’09, when we was comin’ up
I mean these just my suggestions of course
I’m ridin’ here, fresh off divorce
And I’m tryna look in her eyes, maybe express my remorse
If she want a rebound with me, I’m down to go get us some [?]
I’m here for the moral support
Whippin’ the vest ball for sixty killers
Big Benjamins like the Pittsburgh Steelers
Drake you got it
Robert Kraft sent the Jet funds, that s^^t was patriotic
You would think we live in Baltimore, the way they ravin’ by the latest product
Teachin’ n^^gas how to mind their business and my latest stuff
Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough
That’s why I’m in hot park, buyin’ like half her hairs
You n^^gas are too concerned with makin’ sure your outfits gon’ match in pairs
If we don’t like you, you payin’ taxes and tabs
Come the 6ix and I’m like the actin’ sheriff, deputy
First got to America, n^^gas wouldn’t check for me
No chance the kid’ll make it here like vasectomy
They underestimated my trajectory
But now they gotta pay that s^^t direct to me
I send the label bills bills bills, like the other two women next to Bey, that s^^t was just—
Independent women is lovin’ the new appearance
Matter of time before I go [?] like a [?]
Like, “Honey, you gotta know that I never wore Mike Amiris or
Never hopped in a Urus”
I got my head my in the clouds, I’m serious
The lyrics begin to reveal themselves over time periods
Promise you’ll get that s^^t when the sky clears
This s^^t designed for divine ears
My favorite two words from you white boys is, “Sign here”
And then comes the sounds of glass clinkin’ from the wine cheers
Swear I’m pocket checkin’ y’all for five years
And then we ’bout to kick this in high gears
Eight karats like vegetarians, n^^ga, the earrings are droopy
Contract, Lord of the Rings
Think it’s a script for the movies
Shout out, TV, Gucci, my cousin and Spooky
I swear y’all don’t even mean what y’all say like y’all dubbin’ a movie
Sidebar, Serena, your husband a groupie
He claim we don’t got a problem but
Nobu it is like you comin’ for sushi
We might pop up on ’em at will like Suzuki
Kawasaki, sushi, saki
The money grow on trees like S^^take
They try to get spicy with me so, I wonder how they gon’ stop me
I’m really on a roll like [?]
The f^^k would y’all really do without me?
For your birthday, your man got a table at Hibachi
Last time I ate there, Wayne was doin’ numbers off the cup like Yachty
And Paris Hilton was steady duckin’ the paparazzi
Quavo might’ve send me a song that he called, “Versace”
I really can’t remember it properly
All I know is that God got me, I’m sittin’ on large properties
Treat me like a newborn [?] not droppin’ me
I’m goin’ Pink Floyd, you n^^gas cannot rock with me
She could be givin’ me head and somehow you not toppin’ me
N^^gas see the 6ix God pass, they high fivin’ me
Need to be high sixin’ me
Swear n^^gas highkey sick of me
Their wifey on my head ’cause I vibe differently
Feel like an Amber Alert, they way that I can take her to the mall and she find Tiffany
I’m like a cupholder, the way that these dimes stick to me
They should’ve been in the fountain, based on what y’all wishin’ me

Know what I’m sayin’?
Million dollar spot (Brr, brr)
Ask the motherf^^kers, I see ’em, been player
Middle of the ocean
Just like that (Shine, shine)
All dawg, fresh green water
Land that thing
With ’bout a hunnid hoes
We up and we livin’ like that, boy
Fresh, fly, fresh like, you understand me like, real G s^^t
You hear me? A neighborhood superstar
That’s bigger than anything
You know, we start from the bottom and then we come to the top
Get to the top and we stay up there (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball)
You hear me?
We look down and we’ll be down but we stayin’ up
And we rise up, and we stay on ’em, you hear me? (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball)
Big fater wall, big water ocean
On that type of time
You understand me?
Rich n^^ga, rich life, you understand me?
Come from the bottom, know we come from the bottom
Rich life
But we understand the bottom ’cause we from it
And we live it (You understand?)
Go to our grave ’bout this here, boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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