Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Ebony Oshunrinde
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ebony Oshunrinde
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Quentin Miller
Songwriter
Kenza Samir
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Marcello Giombini
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Evan Stewart
Assistant Recording Engineer
Les Bateman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer
WondaGurl
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, sound, sound, sound
Yeah, real 6 side shit
Sickos, aw man
[Verse 2]
Yeah, when you get to where I'm at
You gotta remind 'em where the fuck you at
Everytime they talkin' it's behind your back
Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack
They gonna say your name on them L waves
They gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap
Jewels look like I found a motherfucking treasure map
And ain't told no one where the fuck it's at
[Verse 3]
Shout out to the G's from the ends
We don't love no girls from the ends
I'ma hit 'em with the wham once again
I'ma always end up as a man in the end, dawg
It's just apparent every year
Only see the truth when I'm starin' in the mirror
Lookin' at myself like there it is there
Yeah, like, there it is there, man woo
[Verse 4]
I ain't tryna chance it
I be with the bands like a **** went to Jackson State or Grambling
Young Nick Cannon with a snare drum, dancing
Watch the way I handle it
Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit
She know I'm the man with it
With the bands like I must've went to Clark went, to Hampton
I ain't playin' with it
[Verse 5]
I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
It's gon' take some getting used to (What you say?)
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to (What you say?)
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
New friends all in they old feelings, now
They don't love you like they used to man
[Verse 6]
Way more gully, gully than buddy, buddy
Never needed your acceptance, never needed nothing
You don't understand I'm the one they wanna hear from
You don't understand that it's me or nothing
Yeah, I'm fucking glowing up
Shaq postin' up on **** that I used to have posters of
Real quick man, you couldn't have hated that
Let's be real ****, you couldn't have made it that, woo
[Verse 7]
Dance, I dance, watch me dance
You fuckin' with the best, man, I'm too advanced
After this drop I got new demands
Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' then
Make sure the plane got a phone now
So when we 'bout to land I can call to tell the woes I'm home now
Tell them link up at the valet at the Hazy
Think I got the shit that had the city goin' crazy
[Verse 8]
I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to (What you say?)
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
New friends all in they old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to, man
[Verse 9]
When you get to where the fuck I'm at
You gotta remind ' em about where you been
About all of the money that done came and went
About the two cents I ain't ever spent
When they say you too famous to pack a gat
I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from
Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone
Steppin' on a Swisher roach like a steppin' stone
Goin' at a **** throat like a herringbone
Boy do I smell beef? Mmh, pheromones
Got a fuckin' halo over my devil horns
Trap pumpin ' all night like Chevron
[Verse 10]
Suck a **** dick for a iPhone 6
Fuck my **** Terry for a new Blackberry
You can get buried for an ounce of Katy Perry
I was only 5 I still remember the drought in '87
Lord, tell them bitches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em
I ain't got no time
Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence
I'm fuckin' her mind
I got, mind control over Deebo
Parmesan my Panino
Promethizine over Pinot
And when my blood start shootin' that's B-roll, bitch
[Verse 11]
I ain't feel the pressure in a little while
It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to (What you say?)
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gonna take some getting used to (What you say?)
New friends all in they old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to, man
[Verse 12]
Yeah, they don't love you like they used to (What you say?)
In the city with the windows down
Like I used to (What you say?)
Like I, take some gettin' used to
Man, they don't love you like they used to, man
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, D. Carter, Ebony Oshunrinde, Kenza Samir, M. Giombini, Quentin Miller