National Treasure Lyrics – Drake

Read the full National Treasure lyrics by Drake along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Drake’s music, you can also explore THATS JUST HOW I FEEL and MR RECOUP, two other songs by Drake.

[Intro: Drake]
Yeah
For the city’dem
Yeah
They gotta light the tower up for this
Yeah
Okay

[Verse 1: Drake]
Out in the 6ix, I’m a national treasure
The n!ggas that back me gon’ back me forever
R.I.P. Kobe but y’all n!ggas brokie
That’s probably why y’all be shacking together
Capo and Lita got habits together
Like couples vacation, they packing together
Like rushing to finish, they’ll slap it together
The charges like COVID, they’ll catch it together
They hate me so much, it’s a sickening thing
They must’ve heard wrong on the call
I sent ’em a sack ’cause I wanted you shipped to the king
When you was apart of the team
We used to be planning our Mexico trip in the spring
We must’ve been dealing the spur of the moment
Kawhi, did we think you could get us a ring?
They bragging ’bout how you went home
The fu*k are they on?
Crodie, we threw you away
G Pops sent us a real one from Diego
And next thing you knew, he was doing parades
Fu*k all you pussies, man, who could relate?
Might just go take me a walk by the sea
They diss on the boy ’til they blue in the face
I put all the faces that’s blue in the safe
Really can’t find me the words
You n!ggas is birds
I wish that I knew what to say
Pull to your block, I don’t see your face

Your first time back since back in the day
First time lit since back in the day
We needed that chip since back in the day
My mind on my money, I’m racking my brain
And none of you pussies is acting the same

[Pre-Chorus: Drake]
None of you pussies is acting the same
None of you pussies is acting the same
Mind on my money, I’m racking my brain
N!ggas is famous and still want some fame
Hit up my phone and they tryna explain

[Chorus: Drake]
This one, I’m not tryna fix
This one, I’m not tryna fix, ayy

[Verse 2: Pressa & Drake]
Don’t stick around in the 6ix
Don’t stick around in the 6ix
Can’t believe n!ggas is gwaning like this
I’m in the ‘Woods with the motherfu*king sticks
I’m a nature boy just like Ric
Press Machine, I put the brick in the whip
We running the place but it’s hard to admit
And she fell in love when she came to the Finch
Disrespect 6ix, how dare men
Since the last loss, I don’t care about man
I’m tempted n!gga, I don’t spare man
Me and 35 beef bare men
Fu*k them, broad day lights in Dundas Square man
Warya sent me the prayer hands
Wass Gang, n!gga, I’m the motherfu*king chairman
Came from the Jane, I’ll never leave there, man, woah
Came to the block and it look like Iraq
Live in the field and we under attack
Hoods that we beef with, I aim this and walk away
Why do you think that I walk with my strap?
We came out booming, yeah, right out the trap
The boy is a crodie, the biggest Wlatt
Uh, he is the biggest Wlatt
BFR Records, they know about that
Bunso is hiding his face in the mask
If we out in—, then he do the math
Don’t stick around in the 6ix too long
Don’t stick around because we let it clap

[Chorus: Drake]
This one, I’m not tryna fix
This one, I’m not tryna fix, ayy

[Outro: Drake]
Daddy is home, papa’s around
This for my n!ggas that’s hopping around
Used to show love, who’s stopping it now?
National treasure, impressed by whatever
My name is not one to be tossing around
Yeah, tossing around, my n!ggas is tripping
I’m talking them down, like, woah
Okay, okay, okay
The scene
6ix God back on the scene
Yeah