I Guess It’s F*ck Me · Drake (Unofficial Music Video) Her Loss: https://drake.lnk.to/herloss ℗ 2022 OVO, under exclusive license to Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc Footage taken from The Inkwell (1994) directed by Matty Rich, starring Larenz Tate, Adrienne-Joi Johnson, Morris Chestnut and Jada Pinkett https://www.amazon.com/Inkwell-Larenz-Tate/dp/B004JZKM4Q Edited by guardi drake i guess its f me lyrics genius [Intro] You said fuck me, and I was like, "Cool" So now what's the problem? [Chorus] Don't go hiding again Tired of asking where you been You left so abruptly I guess it's fuck me Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Before it's over I need you to come over once again And before you give me closure Need you to come a little bit closer [Verse] Still steppin' like Omega Psi Phi for mine If bein' real was a crime, I'd be doin' life Like that nigga not nicе, I don't know polite I'm the first evеr antisocial socialite The pain that I seen in my mother's eyes in 2009 Have me workin' 'til it's 2049 And get hate when I tell you, "Oh, some other time" Like I really got some other time You just tell me, "Never mind" Know I sound crazy to a lazy mind Know it'll be a different kind Shout out to the people workin' nine to five I be workin' nine to nine And the six upside down, it's a nine You already know the vibe And they leave 'cause of pride, but they comin' back every time The devils that I recognize, most of them got pretty eyes Titties and some plans of just gettin' by, that's the way they live or die Easy to judge, but, girl, who am I? Truth or dare, I'ma take a double dare Truth is a suicide I would rather live a lie, keep you on the outside Introduce you to the guys Have you throwin' up the south side like you're one of mine But you're not one of mine You belong to everybody else when you're bored in your free time Shit could make a thug cry, play it like a tough guy Couldn't even land in the Hamptons, they didn't have the stairs for the shit I fly Swear it's like a metaphor, I can't even get down from the shit I climb Can't even get down from the shit I climb Yeah, girl, you're my size Make me tell you one time We was on the front line, shit was in my bloodline Waitin' for the sunshine But the sun never shines on me, on me Sleepin' in the whip sometimes, girl, I was sleepin' upright Henny, red cup life, broski kept it tucked tight Niggas talkin' bare shit about what they gon' do to mine Aw, now their tongues tied We was smokin', watched the sun climb I would trap until my thumbs cried Tryna change it all in one line Never seen a thug cry Love, it's been a long time Bet you never seen a thug cry Hit me on my hotline And no, ma, I'm not fine at all [Chorus] Don't go hiding again Tired of asking where you been You left so abruptly I guess it's fuck me Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Before it's over I need you to come over once again And before you give me closure Need you to come a little bit closer Studio Personnel, Mixer: Noah "40" Shebib Studio Personnel, Assistant Mixer, Recording Engineer, Mixer: Noel Cadastre Studio Personnel, Assistant Mixer: Greg Moffet Studio Personnel, Engineer: Les "Bates" Bateman Studio Personnel, Mastering Engineer: Chris Athens Studio Personnel, Assistant Mastering Engineer: Dave Huffman Producer, Unknown, Other: The Loud Pack Associated Performer, Background Vocalist: Dougie F Studio Personnel, Assistant Mixer: Harley Arsenault Unknown, Other: Jahmilah Barriner Composer Lyricist: A. Graham Composer Lyricist: P. Rosario Composer Lyricist: S. Barot Composer Lyricist: D. Ford