Fighting Irish Freestyle Lyrics – Drake

Song Credits

Sone Name	Fighting Irish Freestyle
Lead Vocals	Drake
Song Writer	Drake
Music Producer	Conductor Williams & Mario Luciano
Label	Drake
Release Date	January 3, 2025
Song Language	English
Copyright ©	Drake

Drake – Fighting Irish Freestyle Lyrics

I Love You More
Conductor
Yeah

The Summer Is Over, I Missed It,
Barrel Was Smoking, I Kissed It
Ferris Showed Us The Renders For Texas, It’s Unrealistic
Cut ’em The Check ’cause I Hate Reviewin’
The Budgets And Limits
Just Pay The Man
The World Fell In Love With The Gimmicks,
Even My Brothers Got Tickets
Seemed Like They Loved Every Minute
Just Know This Shit Is Personal To Us,
And It Wasn’t Just Business

Analyzin’ Behavioral Patterns,
It’s Somewhat Suspicious
Niggas Was Never Happy For Me
When I’d Run Up The Digits
Or When I’m Breakin’ World Records Still,
As I Guzzle A Guinness
Or When I Get My Fifth Maybach ’cause
The Color Is Different
‘Member We Traded Watches?

I Gave You That Arabic Dial,
You Gave Me A Numbered Edition
You Would Even Check Up
On My Son Like A Pediatrician
Sure Convinced The Gang
This Shit Was Rooted In Love When It Isn’t
Show Me How Different We Are,
There’s Blessings In Juxtaposition
I Guess Now You Boys Gotta
Abandon Your Summer Tradition
Cold Shoulders I Gave In The Hamptons,
It Come With The Distance
Figured We Was Always Gon’ Be Close,
Like Ovens And Kitchens
I Was Sadly Mistaken,
The Loyalty Wasn’t A Given

It’s All Good
Conductor

And Niggas Cried The Blues For You,
Sayin’ It Wasn’t Malicious
Talkin’ ’bout We Family, Well,
I’m Not The Cousin To Visit
God Forbid We Ever Got To
Tarnish Your Public Image
All That Brother Talk As
If I Really Discovered A Sibling
Six Degrees, My Memory’s Retrivin’
Our Humble Beginnings
Niggas Wanted Trouble, Grabbed The Shovel
And Dug Up Some Ditches
Cover My Body In Dirt But That Wasn’t Me
That Wasn’t Me

That Was A Body Double And
We’ve Done Dozens Of Switches
Niggas Tried To Light The Front Gate Up,
It Wasn’t For Christmas
I Said A Prayer That Morning For Sean,
And It Wasn’t Religious
It Came From A Place Of Desperation
And Utter Submission

Rappin’ Was Over For Now,
It Came Like A Sudden Decision
I Don’t Give A F*ck About You Snakes
Or These Other Musicians
Niggas Started F*ckin’ With My Family,
I’m Goin’ To Prison
And We All Crashin’ Out Together,
My Brothers Complicit
Who Put A Pipe Bomb In Your Trunk?
It Wasn’t Xzibit
I’m Tryna Blow The Doors Off That B!tch
When You Touch The Ignition
But Then I Gotta Remember
Who Made This Shit Come To Fruition

Conductor
It’s Me

Who’s Got The Most To Lose,
And Who’s In That Other Position?
Signal Conversations, Well,
I Hope They Got Double Encryption
I’d Hate To See The Empire Crumble
On Judge’s Convictions
This Nigga Pulled A Rabbit Out The Hat,
And Y’all Love A Magician
It’s Funny To See You All Rejoicin’
And Huggin’ And Kissin’
What Are We Celebratin’?
I’ll Rent Out The Club At Edition
Nothing Was The Same With
All You B!tches And Nothing’s Forgiven
But Next Time, Bury Me In Gold,
My Blood Is Egyptian
The Dennis Genes Come Out
When The Vodka Is Floodin’ My System

I Don’t Have A Drinkin’ Problem,
I Got A Subtle Addiction
I Got My Father’s Habits
And I Got My Mother’s Permission
My Dad Has Another Child,
I Told Him That Wasn’t My Sister
Grew Up With Dozens Of Jews,
Churches With Dozens Of Christians
Also, Developed A Deep Respect
For The Muslim Religion
I’m Starin’ At My Daddy
While Y’all Tell Me I Wasn’t That Nigga

That’s F*ckin’ Crazy
That’s-

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