Connect - Drake

«There's 3 balls and a strike.

Here’s the pitch.

It’s belted deep to center, Revere goes back, jumps at the wall, and it’s gone!»

Isn’t it amazing how you talk all this shit and we still lack communication

How beautiful our kids would be, girl, I don’t need convincing

How every conversation starts with «this time will be different»

Oh, the idea is fun, oh, the idea is fun

Oh, the idea is so fun every time

At least we try for home run every time

Swanging, eyes closed just swanging

Same city, same friends if you’re looking for me

Same city, same friends if you’re looking

I’ll be here just swanging

Don’t talk to me like I’m famous

And don’t assume cause I don’t respect assumptions babe

I’m just tryna connect with somethin' babe

Yeah, swanging

She just wanna run around the city and make memories

That she can barely remember

And I’d allow her, talk about pussy power

She just wanna run over my feelings

Like she drinking and driving in an 18 wheeler

And I’d allow her, talk about pussy power

She used to say: «You can be whoever you want, even yourself»

Yeah, I show up knowin' exactly who I was and never leave as myself

But when it falls apart, I’m always still down

To pick a million tiny little pieces off the ground

Wish you would learn to love people and use things

And not the other way around

Swanging, eyes closed just swanging

Same city, same friends if you’re looking for me

Same city, same friends if you’re looking

I’ll be here just swanging

Don’t talk to me like I’m famous

And don’t assume cause I don’t respect assumptions babe

I’m just tryna connect with somethin' babe

I’ll be here, just swanging

I remember when my schedule was as flexible as she is

She call and tell me be here before the sun up

I be dressed before we hung up

I take Eglinton to 401 east

And exit at Markham road in the east end

Where all the pretty girls are sleeping

My license been expired I renew it after the weekend

Fuck I know I said that shit the last 7 weekends

Girl I guess procrastination is my weakness

I hate stoppin' for gas this late

Cause there’s niggas creepin and not like how we’re creepin'

Summer is comin' know you could feel it

20 on pump whatever I ain’t got enough to fill it

Won’t knock on your door

My uncle say, «You drive my whip like it’s yours»

I got the pedal to the floor

I’m on my motherfuckin' way swangin'

Don’t fall asleep on me, hang in there

I’ll be there just swangin'

I’ll be there just swangin'

I treat you good girl like you’re famous

I know I’m late it’s always the same shit

But don’t fall asleep on me, hang in there

I’m on the road right now swangin, girl