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National Treasures Lyrics

by Drake

Lyricist: Drake, Noah Beck, Ian Giancarlo

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National Treasures Lyrics

Yeah For the city'dem Yeah They gotta light the tower up for this Yeah Okay Out in the 6ix, I'm a national treasure The niggas that back me gon' back me forever R.I.P. Kobe but y'all niggas brokie That's probably why y'all be shackin' together Capo and Lita got habits together Like couples vacation, they packin' together Like rushin' 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 Thеy must've heard wrong on the call I sеnt 'em a sack 'cause I wanted you shipped to the king When you was apart of the team We used to be plannin' our Mexico trip in the spring We must've been dealin' the spur of the moment Cause why did we think you could get us a ring? They braggin' 'bout how you went home The fuck 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 Fuck 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 niggas 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 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 Niggas is famous and still want some fame Hit up my phone and they tryna explain This one, I'm not tryna fix This one, I'm not tryna fix, ayy Don't stick around in the 6ix Don't stick around in the 6ix Can't believe niggas is gwanin' like this I'm in the 'Woods with the motherfuckin' sticks I'm a nature boy just like Ric Press Machine, I put the brick in the whip We runnin' 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 nigga, I don't spare man Me and 35 beef bare men Fuck them, broad day lights in Dundas Square man Warya sent me the prayer hands Wass Gang, nigga, I'm the motherfuckin' 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 boomin', 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 hidin' 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 This one, I'm not tryna fix This one, I'm not tryna fix, ayy Daddy is home, papa's around This for my niggas 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 niggas is tripping I'm talking them down, like, woah Okay, okay, okay The scene 6ix God back on the scene Yeah

Meaning of National Treasures

“National Treasures,” Drake’s sprawling and deliberately chaotic track, isn’t a straightforward narrative but rather an exercise in curated mythmaking, solidifying his own status as a modern-day legend. The core theme revolves around untouchable celebrity, legacy, and the construction of a self-mythologized persona through strategic references and dramatic pronouncements. Drake immediately establishes this elevated position with the declaration that he’s a “national treasure,” juxtaposing it with dismissive jabs at envious rivals – “R.I.P. Kobe but y'all niggas broke” – highlighting his untouchable status while simultaneously acknowledging cultural touchstones. The song’s fragmented storytelling, punctuated by absurd vignettes like planning a Mexico trip with Kobe and acquiring a "chip," creates a deliberately surreal atmosphere, suggesting an almost delusional detachment from reality. The lyrics are less about concrete events and more about projecting an aura of power and invincibility. Drake's preoccupation with wealth (“mind on my money”) feeds into this image, solidifying his brand as both a successful artist and a figure of extravagant excess. The repeated refrain – "None of you pussies is acting the same” – underscores his perceived superiority and further distances himself from criticism or attempts at relevance. Ultimately, Drake’s message isn't about offering profound insights but about asserting dominance through carefully chosen references (Kobe Bryant, Diego, Ric Flair) and a performative display of wealth and influence, cementing his position as a figure to be revered – a national treasure in the making. The erratic shifts in tone and subject matter contribute to an overall sense of controlled chaos, mirroring the complexities of modern celebrity culture.

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