Mixed by: The Reason This is a mix that only has Drake on it. Subscribe for more! ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtXpmy-ORBU

This is just one song off of my completely remastered mixtape by J. Cole: 'Friday Night Lights' aka one of the best hip hop mixtapes of all-time. This remaster includes complete revamp/addition of: EQ, compression, reverb, bass boost, 8D audio, and all in 432Hz (the natural frequency of all music). Basically what I've done is make the overall album easier and or more enjoyable to listen to, whether that's in the car or on high quality speakers. Sit back, meditate, and enjoy my friends :) Lyrics provided by Beat Sensei/Genius.com: [Verse 1] Am I changing right before your eyes? Becoming someone you don't recognize As if I was disguised, I'm on that shit as if I was the flies I'm touching skies, no puffing lye Man these songs that I made in my bedroom and shit Goin' finally give a nigga leg room in the whip From a Civic to a seven must've died and went to heaven Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend You see I promised that I'd never change But that was way before I made the dough and met the game Say hello to Miss Thang, I forgot yo name, she yellow And even white women want a nigga, Othello I'm balling with nuggets, like fuck it I'm Carmelo Now the crib got much rooms, Portobello She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow I sit your ass down like you was playing a cello See, you niggas hated and I levitated further Knew I would kill the game, premeditated murder So if it comes down, may the best man win No sweat like a headband in [Chorus] Where I'm from, if you ever seen what I seen You know it can't get no better for me No it can't get no better for me Where I'm from, if you ever seen what I seen You know it can't get no better for me No it can't get no better for me [Verse 2] I'ma kill the game and invite witnesses No death penalty, I'm giving life sentences Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere Yeah, look here I paid dues My own worst enemy so fuck it either way I can't lose 808's so my south niggas feel me Light-skinned it so the house niggas feel me She catch me creeping out your house she'll kill me Is it worth for what's under that blouse? My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if I split with my girl If I could gift-wrap the globe, I would give you the world But, do you love me like you used to? Even though I ain't that nigga that you're used to Remember back when I was broke, you would fix me Do you prefer the broke me or the rich me The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal And now I pay for everything, how you feel? Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him You gotta adapt though I'm never going back [Chorus] Where I'm from, if you ever seen what I seen You know it can't get no better for me No it can't ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kyJS1qgqnYA

4k Video provided by: 'Free HD videos - no copyright' - all credit and rights to the video go to them. This music video does not intend to infringe or copy their work to any extent. This is just one song of my completely remastered album by Drake: 'Thank Me Later' aka one of the best albums of the 2000's, and maybe of all time. This remaster includes complete revamp/addition of: EQ, compression, reverb, bass boost, 8D audio, and all in 432Hz (the natural frequency of all music). Basically what I've done is make the overall album easier and/or more enjoyable to listen to, whether that's in the car or on high quality speakers. Sit back, meditate, and enjoy my friends :) Lyrics in video provided by Beat Sensei/Lyrics below provided by Genius.com: [Verse 1: Drake] Kush rolled, glass full: I prefer the better things Niggas with no money act like money isn't everything I'm havin' a good time, they just trying to ruin it Shout out to the fact that I'm the youngest nigga doing it Cap on, brim bent, Denzel, every time She ain't tryna pop that shit for pimp; okay, well nevermind I-I-I tried to told you, Drizzy still ain't nothin' nice Bracelet saying "you should quit", cars saying "fuck your life" Okay now we outta here, toodles to you bitches And if you dolled up, I got the voodoo for you bitches (yeah) I'm busy gettin' rich, I don't want trouble I made enough for two niggas, boy: stunt double Fame is like a drug that I've taken too much of But I never ever trip, just peace, happiness and love I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug Plus the game is in my pocket, nigga this is what I does [Chorus: Drake] I'm about whatever man, fuck what they be talkin' about They opinion doesn't count, we the only thing that matters Aww, so we do it how we do it All up in your face man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night, whole crew's in here Cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year Aww, man I love my team Man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, aww [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Drizzy say get her, I'ma get her I got the kind of money, make a broke bitch bitter I got that kinda—wait, wait—fixate Which bitch, you know made a million off a mixtape? That was just a keepsake, bought the president The Louis presidential briefcase, never been a cheapskate We got the Hawks, I ain't talkin' about the Peach State Man, for Pete's sake, scratch that—sweepstakes (Ha ha ha ha ha) Fuck I look like, ho? I look like "yes" and you like "no" I'm a bad bitch, I ain't never been a mixed breed On a diet, but I'm doin' donuts in a 6-speed M6 in front of M2 I see a lot of rap bitches on the menu But I collect 100 thou' at the venue And pop bottles with my team, Young Money 'til the death of me [Chorus: Drake] I'm about whatever man, fuck wha ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HB-ze9haIU

NEW J. COLE ALBUM. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. If you want to support me along this journey, all donations are appreciated and accepted through: https://paypal.me/senseiproductions?locale.x=en_US https://www.subscribestar.com/sensei-productions The Off-Season (432Hz): https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLUFZyB_-vO1RtYf6zcJCqmyMm9P5p0JFd Lyrics in video provided by Beat Sensei/lyrics below provided by Genius.com: [Intro: Cam'ron & J. Cole] Killa, it's The Off-Season Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man And don't check your watch, you know the time Cole World, Killa Cam', niggas is fuckin' finished (Yeah) [Verse 1: J. Cole] This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref' I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rappin', bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten [Interlude: J. Cole & Cam'ron] They gon' forever fatten See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English [Verse 2: J. Cole] Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them, peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (Uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Y ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIlw3yk4dII