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[Drake:]
OVO MMG GBE
You already know
[Lil Reese:]
At the top it's just us n****
But I don't really trust n***** (I Don't)
OTF it's just us n****
But I don't really trust n*****
GBE we don't f*** with n*****
At the top where you see us n****
Since a youngun' b**** we been them n*****
Since a youngun' b**** we been them n*****

[Rick Ross:]
Michael Jackson got them fiends just like Thriller
2 Door Maybach clean, smoking on killer
You a stranger talking and I don't feel it
If I don't know your momma I'm a make 'em feel it
Heavy armour on, you know I wanna shine
b**** I need it all each and every dime
Photo's taken, fo'door Maybach I know you hatin'
Skatin' with women from Staten Island, my flow's so flagrant
We the realest, pistol conceal my percentage
Higher than yours, Cash Money I see no limits
Port of Miami, then I drop Trilla
Ex dope dealer worth 8 figures

[Hook]

[Drake:]
Just got back from Turks & Caicos hoes all at the villa
Only n**** making albums with no f****** filla
New deal on the table look like 'bout like 10 milla
Shout my lawyer man he a contract killa
You know 305 Ricky that's my f****** n****
Did this s*** right here for baka, preme, styles and gilla
Did this s*** right here for Reese, Sosa, Fredo, Durk
You let Drizzy get a verse you gon get this work
Yeah, at the top it's just us n****
Yeah, that's why I don't really trust n*****
See my family and the money is a must n****
All the fame and all the p**** is just a plus n****
Yeahhh
[Hook]

[Lil Reese:]
Since a youngun b**** we been them n*****
A small circle with no new n*****
Cause I don't really trust n*****
GBE it's just us n****
And she just wana f*** with us
So much kush keep me stuck n****
In other-words high as f*** n****
Life's a movie I'm a priceless picture
400 for the belt n****
Right or wrong you get left n****
For that back you get left n****
For my n***** you get left n****
[Hook]

[Rick Ross:]
I love this beat, oh man I'm finna go bad
I pay for p****, oh man, she gotta be bad
She f*** with me, that b**** know I'm 'bout buy them bags
Beef with me, f*** boy, I'm 'bout to go outback
I woke up counting money, make confetti fall
Type of money, she f*** me, she gotta f*** us all
Them other boys well known for letting n***** stall
We eating good, not my fault, it Wing Stops
My new home look like it's Al Capone
My new b**** look like she in them folds
My new watch look like I had a stove
Barry Weiss told me I'm gold, God Forgives I don't
Me and Drizzy like the Beatles n****
Same ones hatin', wouldn't wanna be them n*****
We let em step but we don't see them n*****
We don't see them n*****

[Hook]
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