I'm really stepping up my game
These bitches gotta start paying me for this
Can't get no more free Randy
[Hook: Drake]
Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I got
Nigga don't watch that cause I
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me forreal
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me forreal
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring
Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine
In the same league, but we don't ball the same
Ah! She want all the fame
I hear that shit all the time
She said she love me
I said, "Baby girl, fall in line," ok
Made a million, off of denim
Fuck, watch me switch it up
Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!"
You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo
Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note
From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off
And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off
This that sauce, this that dressing
Givenchy, nigga God bless you
If having a bad bitch was a crime
I'd be arrested (True)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Drake]
I touched down at '86
Knew I was a man by the age of 6
I even fucked girls that used to babysit
But thats was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
Damon Wayans told me don't play that shit
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits
God damn
Ain't no wishing over on this side
Y'all don't fuck wit' us and we don't fuck wit' y'all, it's no different over on this side
God damn
Should I listen to everybody or myself?
Cause myself just told myself, "You the motherfuckin' man, you don't need no help"
Cashin' checks and I’m bigging up my chest,
Ya’ll keep talking ‘bout who next,
But I’m about how big as it gets,
I swear ya’ll just wastin’ ya’ll breath,
I’m the light skinned Keith Sweat,
I'mma make it last forever,
It’s not your turn ‘cause I ain't done yet,
Look, just understand that I’m on a roll like Cottonelle,
I was made for all of this shit,
And I’m on the road box office sales,
I’m getting paid for all of this shit,
Ask you to please excuse my table manners,
I was making room for the table dancers,
‘Cause if we judging off your advances,
I just got paid like eight advances, God damn!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Big Sean]
HOE, SHUT THE FUCK UP
I got way too much on my mental
I learn from what I've been through
I'm finna do what I didn't do
And still waking up like the rest do
Not complicated, it's simple
I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full
And to them hoes I'm everythang
Everything but gentle
But I still take my time
Man I guess I'm just old fashioned
Wearing retro shit, that's old fashion
Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption
I paint pics, see the shit
Good sex, need to hit
Keep a broad on the floor
Year round like season tickets
I plead the fifth
Drink a fifth
Load the nine
Leave you split, in the half
Smoke a half, need a zip
My new girl is on Glee and shit
Probably making more money than me and shit
I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one
Like I got trust issues
I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out
I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom
And still gotta pull out
But that's just me
And I ain't perfect
I ain't a saint but I am worth it
If it's one thing, I am worth it
Niggas still hating but it ain't workin'
Lil' bitch
[Drake]
All Me. All Me. Oh my.
I think I done fucked too many women from the 305
Before the end of this year, I'll do King of Diamonds, three more times
Smoking all that kush all in our section like its legalized
Girl, you can't always have your way, sometimes it be like that
They dont really fuck with you like that, they ain't never did me like that
I just took my time, you got your shine, I let you eat like that
I been taught never to loan somebody what you need right back
And I need that shit right back (no more free Randy)
I’m blessed than a motherfucker
Niggas been stressed than a motherfucker
Niggas gettin' nervous, touching they chests like a motherfucker
Damn that’s a motherfucker
Tell the truth, I don’t listen to ya
‘Cause I don’t like being lied to
And that ship won’t sail
And that wind won’t guide you
Daddy was in jail we was talkin’ through the window
Like a motherfucking drive-thru
That was back then man
Now my niggas rich enough to do whatever I do
[Intro] I'm really stepping up my game These bitches gotta start paying me for this Can't get no more free Randy [Hook: Drake] Got everything, I got everything I cannot complain, I cannot I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot It's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I got Nigga don't watch that cause I Came up, that's all me Stay true, that's all me No help, that's all me All me forreal Came up, that's all me Stay true, that's all me No help, that's all me All me forreal [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Money on my mind, you should think the same J's on, pinky ring Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine In the same league, but we don't ball the same Ah! She want all the fame I hear that shit all the time She said she love me I said, "Baby girl, fall in line," ok Made a million, off of denim Fuck, watch me switch it up Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!" You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off This that sauce, this that dressing Givenchy, nigga God bless you If having a bad bitch was a crime I'd be arrested (True) [Hook] [Verse 2: Drake] I touched down at '86 Knew I was a man by the age of 6 I even fucked girls that used to babysit But thats was years later on some crazy shit I heard your new shit, nigga hated it Damon Wayans told me don't play that shit I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit And my latest shit is like a greatest hits God damn Ain't no wishing over on this side Y'all don't fuck wit' us and we don't fuck wit' y'all, it's no different over on this side God damn Should I listen to everybody or myself? Cause myself just told myself, "You the motherfuckin' man, you don't need no help" Cashin' checks and I’m bigging up my chest, Ya’ll keep talking ‘bout who next, But I’m about how big as it gets, I swear ya’ll just wastin’ ya’ll breath, I’m the light skinned Keith Sweat, I'mma make it last forever, It’s not your turn ‘cause I ain't done yet, Look, just understand that I’m on a roll like Cottonelle, I was made for all of this shit, And I’m on the road box office sales, I’m getting paid for all of this shit, Ask you to please excuse my table manners, I was making room for the table dancers, ‘Cause if we judging off your advances, I just got paid like eight advances, God damn! [Hook] [Verse 3: Big Sean] HOE, SHUT THE FUCK UP I got way too much on my mental I learn from what I've been through I'm finna do what I didn't do And still waking up like the rest do Not complicated, it's simple I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full And to them hoes I'm everythang Everything but gentle But I still take my time Man I guess I'm just old fashioned Wearing retro shit, that's old fashion Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption I paint pics, see the shit Good sex, need to hit Keep a broad on the floor Year round like season tickets I plead the fifth Drink a fifth Load the nine Leave you split, in the half Smoke a half, need a zip My new girl is on Glee and shit Probably making more money than me and shit I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one Like I got trust issues I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom And still gotta pull out But that's just me And I ain't perfect I ain't a saint but I am worth it If it's one thing, I am worth it Niggas still hating but it ain't workin' Lil' bitch [Drake] All Me. All Me. Oh my. I think I done fucked too many women from the 305 Before the end of this year, I'll do King of Diamonds, three more times Smoking all that kush all in our section like its legalized Girl, you can't always have your way, sometimes it be like that They dont really fuck with you like that, they ain't never did me like that I just took my time, you got your shine, I let you eat like that I been taught never to loan somebody what you need right back And I need that shit right back (no more free Randy) I’m blessed than a motherfucker Niggas been stressed than a motherfucker Niggas gettin' nervous, touching they chests like a motherfucker Damn that’s a motherfucker Tell the truth, I don’t listen to ya ‘Cause I don’t like being lied to And that ship won’t sail And that wind won’t guide you Daddy was in jail we was talkin’ through the window Like a motherfucking drive-thru That was back then man Now my niggas rich enough to do whatever I do Explain Request ×
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