[Verse1: Drake]
I've been up for four days, getting money both ways
Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold Spades
Rolexes, chauffers and low fades
I keep thinking how young can you die from old age?
They always tell me nobody's working as hard as you
And even though I laugh it off man, it's probably true
Cause while all of my closest friends out partying
I'm just here making all the music that they party to
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
Storytellers, they ain't even need a campfire
But I just want to tell the truth
Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot
The shit feel like when Fredro Starr
Was in Sunset Park stunting hard in his yellow goose
And I'm a 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
And I'm just filling up this daily planner
Getting busy cause I'm a star, no spangled banner
Jealous dudes get to talking in they music
And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends, Kelsey Grammer
That's what life becomes when you're 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 gonna tell another nigga when she through with you
Don't get impatient when it takes too long
Drink it all, even when it tastes too strong
I got to feel alive, even if it kills me
Promise to always give you me, the real me
I've been up for four days, getting money both ways
Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold Spades
Rolexes, chauffers and low fades
I keep thinking how young can you die from old age?
They always tell me nobody's working as hard as you
And even though I laugh it off man, it's probably true
Cause while all of my closest friends out partying
I'm just here making all the music that they party to
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
Storytellers, they ain't even need a campfire
But I just want to tell the truth
Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot
The shit feel like when Fredro Starr
Was in Sunset Park stunting hard in his yellow goose
And I'm a 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
And I'm just filling up this daily planner
Getting busy cause I'm a star, no spangled banner
Jealous dudes get to talking in they music
And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends, Kelsey Grammer
That's what life becomes when you're 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 gonna tell another nigga when she through with you
Don't get impatient when it takes too long
Drink it all, even when it tastes too strong
I got to feel alive, even if it kills me
Promise to always give you me, the real me
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