Drake – Dust Lyrics
“Dust” by Drake is a soulful and emotionally reflective track gaining attention across the global music scene.
This song blends smooth hip-hop and R&B elements with deep lyrical expression, creating a sound that is both calming and engaging.
Drake – Dust
[Intro]
I’m out
Some idiot boy there
You should go ahead and pop some corn and grab a stool
My boy’s about to break some news
All the numbers are final
No t-shirts, no vinyl
Y’all about to make me rich like Lionel
For real
And that’s the truth
16 hours ahead of Melbourne
I don’t even know what’s going on back home
[Verse 1]
Ayy
Girls from Atlanta call me Santa
Girls from Australia, what can I tell y’all?
You know I love you so much
I just gotta handle something bigger than us
Triple S was really to show you my love
And make sure you’re good till the next time we meet up
But now I gotta send it home
Go blow the dust on your plaques
What was the year that they say had slaps?
‘Cause I don’t remember it going like that
I don’t remember one word in your raps
I don’t know nothing about you and them tracks
Yeah
I am, I am, I am
A FTX penthouse high-riser
Yeah, Samuel Bateman free all my guys up
I’m in a sold-out show with your girl on the riser
I’m at Graycliff, twenty cigars
And they fucking my eyes up
I am not better or wiser
Future the prince is my trusted advisor
[Chorus]
If it’s up to me
I get everyone hit
I get everyone lined up
If it’s up to me
I get everyone hit
I get everyone lined up
If it’s up to me
I been clocking your pussy
Man, everyone’s time’s up
If it’s up to me
If it’s up to me
Then you all on the list
Man, everyone signed up
If it’s up to me
It’s already made
I ain’t making my mind up
If it wasn’t for me reaching my hand
You never climbed up
[Verse 2]
Go blow the dust off your plaques
What was the year that they say had slaps?
‘Cause I don’t remember it going like that
I don’t remember nothing ‘bout them raps
I don’t remember nothing being fast as this
It’s pretty impressive how good you guys are at driving
I am, I am, I am
A BTC crypto big timer
Oh my God
I’m a corporate America hit survivor
Got a real big heart
I’m a fucked up guy though
Those ain’t my haters
Those are my secret admirers
New Year’s Eve, police escort
‘Cause I can’t miss the fireworks
I heard your brother got flipped in the sloppy
So that wasn’t our work
Definitely gon’ know if it’s us if we got him
Just wait till it’s our turn, right?
[Outro]
Go blow the dust on your plaques
Go blow the dust on your plaques
What was the year that they say you had slaps?
‘Cause I don’t remember it going like that
I don’t remember one word of your raps
I don’t know nothing about you and them tracks
Let’s go
Yeah
I am, I am, I am
Those kids were awesome
I wanna hang out with those kids
It’s kinda weird
Fuck
The cameras are on
So I was in on this
They didn’t trick me
I was doing a favor for Drake
Me and him are friends
Fuck