[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

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, "I'll nigga alert! I'll 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 in '86

Knew I was a man by the age of 6

I even fucked the girl that used to babysit

But that was years later on some crazy shit

I heard your new shit, nigga hated it

Damon wayans homie 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 with' us and we don't fuck with' 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'm a make it last forever,

It's not your time '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 fashioned

Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption

I paint pics, see the shit

Good sex, need to hit

Keep a bra 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

[Verse 4 drake]

Oh me. oh me. oh my. I think I done fucked too many women from the 305

'fore the end of this year, I'll do king of diamonds, three more times,

Smoking on that kush all in our section like it's legalized

Girl, you can't always have your way, sometimes it be like that

They don't really fuck with you like that, that 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, clutchin' 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.