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Drake

Intro: RiFF RAFF]
 Boys, now listen, we got more motherf*ckin' TV screens
 On the outside the damn tour bus than on that motherf*cker. Boys playin' Playstation
 We come through motherf*ckin' hang gliding
 Off motherf*ckin' Versace skyscrapers
 I don't get it, what more can you ask for?

[Drake:]
 Yeah, sound sound sound
 Real 6 side sh*t
 Sickos, ah man

[Verse 1: Drake]
 Yeah, when you get to where I'm at
 You gotta remind 'em where the f*ck you at
 Every time they talkin' it's behind your back
 Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack
 They gon' say your name on them airwaves
 They gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap
 Jewels look like I found a motherf*ckin' treasure map
 And ain't told no one where the f*ck it's at
 Shout out to the G's from the ends
 We don't love no girls from the ends
 I'm gon hit 'em with the wham once again
 I'mma always end up as a man in the end, dog
 It's just apparent every year
 Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror
 Lookin' at myself like, there it is there
 Yeah, like there it is there man, whoo
 I ain't tryna chance it
 I be with the bands like a n*gga went to Jackson State
 Or Grambling
 Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin'
 Watch the way I handle it, uh
 Bring it to the bedroom, you know that sh*t is candle lit
 She know I'm the man with it, uh
 With the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton
 I ain't playin' with it

[Hook: Drake]
 I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
 It's gonna take some getting used to
 Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
 Puttin' on like I used to
 They never told me when you get the crown
 It's gon' take some getting used to
 New friends all in their old feelings now
 They don't love you like they used to man

[Verse 2: Drake]
 Way more gully gully than buddy buddy
 Never needed your acceptance, never needed nothin'
 You don't understand, I'm the only one to hear from
 You don't understand that it's me or nothin'
 Yea, I'm f*ckin' glowin' up
 Shaq postin' up on n*ggas that I used to have posters of
 Real quick man, you couldn't have hated that
 Let's be real n*gga, you couldn't have made it that
 Woah, dance our dance, watch me dance
 You're f*ckin' with the best man, I'm too advanced
 After this drop I got new demands
 Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' then
 Make sure the plane got a phone now
 So when we bout to land I can call to tell the wolves I'm home now
 I'll tell 'em link up at the valley at the Hazy
 Think I had the sh*t that had the city going crazy

[Hook: Drake]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
 When you get to where the f*ck I'm at
 You gotta remind 'em about where you been
 About all of the money that done came and went
 About the two cents I ain't never spent
 When they say you're too famous to pack a gat
 I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from
 Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone
 Stepping on a Swisher roach like a stepping stone
 Goin' at a n*gga throat like a herringbone
 Boy do I smell beef? Mmmm pheromones
 Got a f*ckin' halo over my devil horns
 Trap pumpin' all night like Chevron
 S*ck a n*gga d*ck for a iPhone 6
 F*ck my n*gga Terry for a new Blackberry
 You can get buried for a ounce of Katy Perry
 I was only five but still remember the drought in '87
 Lord tell 'em b*tches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em
 I ain't got no time
 Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence
 I'm f*ckin' her mind
 I got, mind control over Deebo
 Parmesan my panino
 Promethazine over Pinot
 And when my bloods start shootin' that's B-roll b*tch

[Hook: Drake + Lil Wayne]

[Outro: RiFF RAFF]
 Let's just let bygones be bygones, okay?
 Let's just go ahead and just let bygones be bygones
 I pull up lookin' like a damn cyborg, weighin' 224
 Oh man, these boys don't even understand
 Listen when you see OVO Jodi pull up on the scene with Drake
 For goodness sakes, well for goodness sakes
 You see this mixtape you listenin' to? This an album
 Yea, we could have, we could have sold it to you for 17.99
 Or 29.99 with the shirt, buy it at the Target
 These motherf*ckers trippin' so hard I had to look down and double check cause I thought they had their shoes tied together
 Motherf*ckers got they shoes tied together
 What more could you ask for?
 Boys harassing me with these questions
 How about this?
 How about don't ask me no more motherf*cking questions
 We ain't doing no interview