Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Vocals
Adam Feeney
Other Instrument
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Programming
Noah Shebib
Bass Guitar
SEVN Thomas
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Kanye West
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Kenza Samir
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
SEVN Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SEVN Thomas
Producer
Frank Dukes
Producer
Greg Moffett
Assistant Recording Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Michael Brooks
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Tom "Classic" Hardy
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Dropped outta school, now we dumb rich (Dumb rich)
This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit (One shit)
All my **** wanna do is pop style (Pop style)
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle (A lifestyle)
[Verse 2]
Tell my mom I love her, if I do not make it (Do not make it)
Got so many chains, they call me Chaining Tatum (They do, they do)
And I like to finish what you think you started
Man, you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started
[Verse 3]
You don't know what you just started
All I do is hang with the young and heartless
All this for my family, man, I tried my hardest
It's all I ever did, and look where it got him
Yeah, you been on my mind lately
You still got my number, girl, you need to call me
I feel like they wanna see me learn the hard way
But you know I always handle that one my way
Girl let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body
Justin Timberlake, and then I hit the highway
I can't trust no-fuckin'-body
They still out to get me, 'cause they never got me
[Verse 4]
They still out to get me, I don't get it
I cannot be gotten, that's a given
[Verse 5]
Yeah, give a real **** a number one
Even though I got like twenty-one
Cannot be me, I'm a one-of-one
Schoolin' your ass, like 101
They been out here tryna slide on me
They been out here tellin' lies on me
E'rybody lookin' out for themselves
But they still got they eyes on me
[Verse 6]
See me puttin' in the hard work now
Mama doesn't have to call work now
I decide when I start work now
Problems? Hit the gym, they all work out
MVP, MVP, oh-nine all the way to sixteen
Even that season lookin' like a breeze
Lot of y'all ain't built for the league, yeah
Trade you off the team while you're in your sleep, yeah
Y'all showed me that nothing's guaranteed
[Verse 7]
And you don't know what you started
My friend's chain so big that he look like the artist
I can't trust no-fuckin'-body
They still out to get me, 'cause they never got me
[Verse 8]
Dropped outta school, now we dumb rich (Dumb rich)
This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit (One shit)
All my **** wanna do is pop style (Pop syle)
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle (A lifestyle)
Written by: Adam Feeney, Aubrey Drake Graham, Kanye West, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Noah "40" Shebib, Rupert Thomas Jr., Shawn Carter