[Verse 1 drake]

I've been up for 4 days

Getting money both ways

Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades

Rolex's, chauffeurs, and low fades

I keep thinking how young can you die from old age

The always tell me no one is working as hard as you

And even though I laugh it off man its probably true

Cuz while all of my closest friends out partying

I'm just here making all the music that they party too

But party on, party on, all night nigga

I got these new rappers nervous prom night nigga

I grow tired of these fucking grown man liars

Story tellers, they aint even need a camp fire

Uhh, but I just wanna tell the truth

Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot

This sh-t feel like when fredro star was a sunset park stunting hard in his yellow goose

Ya, and I'ma motherfucking missed target

But a target none the less, and I just started

Was that directed at moi?

Can't be, they must be talking to themselves hov, hands free

Yeah, and I'm just filling up this daily planner

Getting busy cuz I'm a star, no spangled banner

Jealous dudes get to talking in their music

And I just say I wrote it for yo girlfriends kelsey grammar

Yah, that's what life becomes when you doing you

Welcome to hollywood don't let this town ruin you

And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwing you

Just know that she gon tell another nigga when she through with you

Don't get impatient when it takes to long

And drink it all even when it taste too strong yeah

I gotta feel alive, even if it kills me

Promise to always give you me, the real me

[Chorus]

Who would have thought

I'd be caught in this life?

Let's celebrate with a toast

And get lost in tonight

And make it all light up

(Hey, guru, tell homegirl to go to open that ace right there),

Wait until the sun goes down

We gon' make this bitch light up

Even when the sun goes down

I'm gon' make this go

[Verse 2 jay-z]

Owwwwwww, hov turning heads like owlsssss

Im the man of the hour

Triple entendre don't even ask me how

Con-edison flo I'm connected to a high power

Bright lights will make your whole city light up

A trillion watt light bulb when I'm in the night club

I just landed in that g-450, caught the mayweather fight cuz his satellite was crispy

Uhh, yall can miss me with the money talk

The smart moneys on hov, f-ck what the dummys talk

I don't do to much blogging, I just run the town, I don't do to much jogging

I aint gotta scar yet, you fucking round with me and my dogs is far fetched

Drake, heres how they gon come at you

With silly rap feuds trying to distract you

In disguise in the form of a favor

The barzini meeting, watch for the traitors

Uhh, and I've seen it all done it all

That's why none of these dum dums could done him off

The summers ours, the winter too

Top down in the winter, that's what winners do

And to these niggas I'm like windows 7

You let em tell it they swear that they invented you

And since no good deed go unpunished

I'm not as cool with niggas as I once was

I once was, cool as the fonz was,

But these bright lights turned me to a monster

Sorry mama I'm promised they wouldn't change me,

But I woulda went insane, had I remain the same me

Fuck niggas, bitches too

All I got is this money, this will do

[Chorus]

Who would have thought

I'd be caught in this life?

Let's celebrate with a toast

And get lost in tonight

And make it all light up

(Hey, guru, tell hom' to go to open that ace right there),

Wait until the sun goes down

We gon' make this bitch light up

Even when the sun goes down

I'm gon' make this go

[Lil wayne]

Hate is temporary love is necessary

I went from eatin pussy to eatin commissary

Damn I am? the sickest I need therapy

You can buy the answers but you can't afford to question me

First off I dont need you second guessin me

Jail is like third base I'm comin? home eventually

Still got shooters like hot tubs

Mayne I'm anemic still got bloods

I'm in my cell readin fan mail wish I was amsterdam sippin amstel

Thinking bout all of that pussy I can't smell

Mayne they did me wrong I feel like nelson mandel ugh

I shine too hard and my lamp is shelved

But my name still ringin, alexander grahm bells

I know you? met damn cause you know damn well that I still got you open open like a clam shell

Yeahh still fly on my hawk shit, my conversation stinks cause I talk shit

Stay in your lane you on that double park shit

We eatin at the top get a spoon and a fork lift

I got raps wrapped up like a gift

And id be over if it was a spliff

?I'm feelin like elvis jailhouse rock

I'm not tupac I'm the new pac

Behind bars but the bars dont stop

Recordin over the phone hope the call dont drop

Drizzy dot the ball I know the ball wont drop

And I pray none of my kids ever wanna be cops

Young money get em young money got em

The boss got his feet up vacation on a island

Yea and tell yah girl to send a kite up

Cuz even if you dont smoke muhfucka you gone have to light up

[Lil wayne talking]

Nigga... nigga... nigga... nigga

Eh ha ha haaa

(You got that shit)

Three uppa

Yeahehh

You need me to do it again or sumn or you got me mayne

(Mayne nigga got that blood)

You got that alright bet bet bet bet bet bet bet bet bet bet when I when I can expect to hear that mayne??