Drake - All Me lyrics

(feat. 2 Chainz & Big Sean) [Intro:] I'm really stepping up my game These b**hes 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, f** that, nevermind what I got n***a 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 Oh! She want all the fame I hear that sh** all the time She said she love me I said, "Baby girl, fall in line, " ok Made a million, off a dinner Fork, watch me switch it up Walked in, "Ill n***a alert! Ill n***a alert!" (Damn!) You need that work, I got that work, got b**hes 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, n***a God bless you If having a bad b**h 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 f**ed the girl that used to babysit But that was years later on some crazy sh** I heard your new sh**, n***a hated it Damon Wayans homie don't play that sh** I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit And my latest sh** is like a greatest hits God damn Ain't no wishing over on this side Y'all don't f** with' us and we don't f** 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 motherf**in' 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 as 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 sh**, And I'm on the road box office sales, I'm getting paid for all of this sh**, 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 f** 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 s**y 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 sh**, that's old fashioned n***a, see what I'm saying, no closed caption I paint pics, see the sh** Good s**, 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 sh** Probably making more money than me and sh** I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a b**h 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 n***as still hating but it ain't workin' Lil' b**h [Verse 4: Drake] Oh Me. Oh Me. Oh my. I think I done f**ed 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 f** 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 been taught never to loan somebody what you need right back And I need that sh** right back (no more free Randy) I'm blessed than a motherf**er, n***as been stressed than a motherf**er n***as gettin' nervous, clutchin' they chests like a motherf**er, Damn that's a motherf**er 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 motherf**ing drive-thru That was back then man, Now my n***as rich enough to do whatever I do.