[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
$#&@ that, never mind what I got, ^!$$% 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 for real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real


[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 %#@! all the time
She said she love me, I said, "Baby girl, fall in line"
Okay, made a million, off of denim, $#&@, watch me switch it up

Walked in, "Ill ^!$$% alert! Ill ^!$$% alert!"
You need that work, I got that work, got (*##$es 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, ^!$$% God bless you

If having a bad (*##$ 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 $#&@ed girls that used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy %#@!

I heard your new %#@!, ^!$$% hated it
Damon Wayans told me don't play that %#@!
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit

And my latest %#@! is like a greatest hits
God damn, ain't no wishing over on this side
Y'all don't $#&@ with us, then we don't $#&@ 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're the mother$#&@ing man, you don't need no help"
Cashing checks and I'm bigging up my chest,
Y'all keep talking 'bout who next

But I'm about as big as it gets
I swear y'all just wasting y'all 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 %#@!
And I'm on the road box office sales
I'm getting paid for all of this %#@!

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]

Ho, shut the $#&@ 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 'rents do

Not complicated, it's simple, I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full
And to them hoes I'm everything, Everything but gentle
But I still take my time, man, I guess I'm just old fashioned

Wearing retro %#@!, that's old fashioned
^!$$%, see what I'm saying, no closed caption
I paint pics, see the %#@!, 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 %#@!, probably making more money than me and %#@!
I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a (*##$ 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, ^!$$%s still hating but it ain't working
Lil' (*##$

[Drake]

Oh me, oh me, oh my
I think I done $#&@ed too many women from the 305
Before 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 dont really $#&@ with you like that, they ain't never did me like that
I just took my time, you got your shine, I let you eat like that
I've been taught to never loan somebody what you need right back
And I need that %#@! right back? (no more free Randy)
I'm blessed than a mother$#&@a

^!$$%s been stressed than a mother$#&@a
^!$$%s getting nervous, clutching they chests like a mother$#&@a
Damn that's a mother$#&@er
Tell the truth, I don't listen to you
'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 talking through the window like a mother$#&@ing drive-thru
That was back then man, now my ^!$$%s rich enough to do whatever I do