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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Anderson Hernandez
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Kenneth Robert Lewis
Songwriter
Reggie Williams
Songwriter
Winston Delano Riley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A. Hernandez
Producer
Brandon Jones
Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Vinylz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I'm the only one that get the job done
I don't know a **** that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
And she might say she love me
She don't love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I'm that ****, boy they love me in the streets
I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
I'm the one the come to see because they all
Believe me
[Verse 2]
Yeah, real, real real
It's been me and Young Tune off the rip
That's the man that put me in this shit
If a **** fuck with him, I'll put him down quick
Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique
I've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me trip
God damn
Do y'all really know who you fuckin' with?
Yeah, I mean you can't blame me for wonderin'
Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summer
On the road I do One Direction numbers, I don't fuckin' miss
[Verse 3]
Yeah, Stunna and Mack know
When Wayne was gone for eight months
We put this thing up on our back
And I was snappin' off on every single track though
Collect call from the boss like where we at though
I was like, hah it's our time ****
He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my ****
And I've been rockin' with the team, the Carter nine
And we YMCMB, waitin' on somebody to try us ****
Yeah
[Verse 4]
I'm the only one that get the job done
I don't know a **** that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
And she might say she love me
She don't love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I'm that ****, boy they love me in the streets
I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
I'm the one they come to see because they all
Believe me
[Verse 5]
Lord knows I'll murk one of these ****, yeah
[Verse 6]
His and hers Ferraris, ****
One for me, one for my daughter, ****
Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard ****
I tote a 223, two Michael Jordans, ****
Come and fight these shell cases like a lawyer, ****
Find out where you stay and act like we found some oil, ****
Out of duct tape so when he prayin', I ignore the ****
All I gotta say is sayonara, ****
[Verse 7]
Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyin' for a ****
Where the real queens at?
Shout out to Pone and Noreaga
We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later
Diamonds in my Rollie face, cannot be exfoliated
They think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestrated
Yayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin'
Ain't 'bout what you walk away from, it's 'bout what you walk away with
Dead presidents, them coffins bankin'
I'ma be doin' somethin'
[Verse 8]
I'm the only one that get the job done
I don't know a **** that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
And she might say she love me
She don't love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I'm that ****, boy they love me in the streets
I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
I'm the one they come to see because they all
Believe me
[Verse 9]
Rip rip ****, rip
Had to get it popping off the rip
Rich young **** that ain't never had to trick
Slim Thug flow but you know I like 'em thick
If she get a job at DOA I drop her off a tip
I had to get it popping off the rip
I'm the one the tell you been repping in the 6
Come into the city and ya **** get to tripping
We'll take ya to the Scarborough bluff and drop you off a cliff
Well damn, just be happy for the man
Nirvana, Coldplay **** got bands
Ink from the money got it all over my hands
Goin' out the Houston spendin' all of my advance
V Live to took me for a cheque
Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt
Yes right now you are looking at the best
Mothafuck award shows and mothafuck the press like that
[Verse 10]
Mothafuck the rest
When they jumped off the porch, I was stormin' up the steps
I get what I collect before I give her my connect
It'd be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat
One finger slidin' cross my neck
**** know what that mean like they deaf
**** I'll fire this Nina like it's her first day
On the job and the bitch overslept
[Verse 11]
Tune stay humble, like I'm a king
Need a horn and a drumroll
They throw mothafuckin' roses at my feet, ****
I don't step on one rose
I'm the only one that get the job done
I don't know a **** that can cover for me
Tape a couple kilos to bitch stomach
She look like she got a bun in the oven from me
Preheat
Believe me
All you gotta do is pay me every week
I had these bitches havin' babies every week
I'm the ****, see me skatin' in the streets
Gone
Written by: A. Hernandez, Aubrey Drake Graham, D. Carter, Kenneth Lewis, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Reggie Henriques Williams, Wayne Carter, Winston Delano Riley