Initial ideas,
Line by line
(Smokey room, a
woman snorting a line off of a piano, Matt looking confused)
(Daisy looks up, slight
smile and wipe of nose)
There's a room full of niggas
what you following me for?
(Pan around the
room, surrounded by people, sharp pan back the Matt, into a point a view shot
looking at Daisy)
This ain't no
fucking sing-along
so, girl, what you singing for?
so, girl, what you singing for?
(Matt Lip syncing,
playing piano)
(Font of Octobers
very own, large, shuttering in to a smaller font after each beat, with Anoop
showing swag, in the dark outside Blake Hall)
20's keeps the bar rolling, Fake ID's in the trash, we going
Straight to the top, rooftop glows
With a hand full of girls and they all so foreign
Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowing
Straight to the top, rooftop glows
With a hand full of girls and they all so foreign
Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowing
(Trip to London,
first shot on the London eye looking down at the city, after a pan around Hyde
park, slowed down, point of view shot of Anoop looking at the London cobbles,
he is drunk so tilt panning is used)
Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta cash coming straight from Poland, why? Cause
(Party scene , maybe some slow motion editing, and group holdinbg hands linked together, maybe a confused look on drakes face, linking into how he loves his crew but in unsure on groupies)
[Hook]
They loving the crew
[Verse 2: Drake]
Smoking weed under star projectors
They loving the crew
[Verse 2: Drake]
Smoking weed under star projectors
(Shot of a joint
being sparked, focus on the smoke, slow motion)
I guess we'll never know what Harvard gets us
But seeing my family have it all
Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall
(Shot looking up
the Gerkin at night lit up, cut back to a scene or picture of Anoop’s family,
happy)
(Close up of Anoop
lip syncing, walking through Tower Bridge followed by friends of his)
There's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing
There's times when I might blow like 50k on a vacation
For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces
All it took was patience
I got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me
The same ones that'll come up off the hip for me
The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me
I told my story, and made history
Tell them I'mma need reservations for 20
I've never really been one for the preservation of money, nah
Much rather spend it all while I'm breathing
That OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know
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