Used to - Lil Wayne feat Drake
[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
[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 gone say your name on them airwaves
They gone 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 gone hit 'em with the wham once again
I'mma always end up as a man at 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
Yea, like there it is there man, whoop
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
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 gone take some getting used to
New friends all in their old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to man
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
Steppin' on to squish a roach like a steppin' 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 an iPhone 6
F_ck my n_gga Terry for a new Blackberry
You can buried for an 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 time 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 blood start shootin' that's B-roll b_tch
[Hook - Drake & Lil Wayne]
[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 know more motherf_cking questions, we ain't doing no interview
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