[Verse 1] My motto is: Chicago, b**h Everybody know you sweet, what the problem is Don't play dumb, I'm the one that acknowledged it Son of a b**h, I imagine what your father is She said, “How you make your opponent The rapper of the moment?” His style, he don't own it Acting all hard when he hardly like that You gon' mess around and make me catch a body like that Don't do it Cause every song you make, Joe, is really ho music I heard you said you wasn't a b**h because you sing You a b**h because you cling like a b**h that's eighteen Can't say my name but rap about a n***a's wife You so black and white, trying to live a n***a's life I'm taking too long with this amateur guy You ain't wet nobody, n***a, you Canada dry [Outro] Soft n***a. Make no mistake, I'm talking to Drake It's the remix. Rick Ross, Common, and that ho-a** n***a No, man-to-man, don't hide behind them other n***as Nah, this man-to-man. You can't run behind them man This is some real man sh** right here [Destiny's Child sample] Say my name, say my name If no one is around you If you ain't running game Say my name, say my name You acting kinda shady Why the sudden change? Say my name, say my name If no one is around you If you ain't running game Say my name, say my name You acting kinda shady Better say my name