Lyrics:

Yeah, Uhuh

[Verse 1-Drake]
Uh hardly home but always reppin'
You hardly on always second
When I'm awake, you always resting
And when they call you,
The answer you will hardly question
I...I'm doing classic shit in all my sessions
Other niggas situations they are all depressin
That's why I never follow y'all suggestions
I just always did my own thing
Now I run the game.. you stupid mothasuckas
I see all this 'Money' through my ohio state 'Buck'-eyes
Shit been going good, but good could turn to better
Cuz you the type to lose her, I'm about to get her

(Hook-Drake)
It's okay x6
You could run tell ya friends that I'm on
I'm on x5
Best believe I understand
It's okay x5
You could run tell my city I'm on
I'm on x5
You could run tell my city it's on

[Verse 2-Drake]
Yeah, wrong way down a one way
Women don't get saved round me, even on a Sunday
Damn where I get it from, these niggas always wondered who
Then they meet my pop tell 'em 'Drake is just a younger you'
And shawty wanna party, so don't let ya girl up out the house
Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin her mouth to mouth
Now she's famous the paparazzi starts to shoot her
I dropped to black cards, I named 'em Malcolm X Martin Luther
I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady
They just used to 'Love', those are 'Tennis' games lady
Have you counting money going duffel bag crazy
Sippin on Pink Floyd puffin Wayne Brady
Damn... Whose Line Is It anyways?
I'm in a daze
You been amazed
Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage
I'm on fire, yep I been ablaze
I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right
You look nice your frame makes me wanna bowl a strike
Well alright
Guess I might... know what? Fuck it
Yes I will
I am more that what you bargained for, nothin less than real
Put it to ya like......

[Hook]
It's okay x6
You could run tell ya friends that I'm on
I'm on x5
Best believe I understand
It's okay x5
You could run tell my city I'm on
I'm on x5
You could run tell my city it's on

[Verse 3-Bun B]
Bun B, king of the trill also one of the dopest
Rep for the streets or on the mic I'm dope yes I'm focused
The gangsta recognize me for my locc'ness
No joke..it's..time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust
Or maybe like a py-Thon
That's the type of shit I'm-on
I wrote this on my I-Phone
So let me drop this I-bomb
I-palm the game like it's a Spalding ball- take flight
From the free throw line slam it down like I'm the great mike
Bun Wayne Drake in here, mayne it's gon be a great night
Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white
Try to cross me over, I just fake left then I break right
Stupid animal tricks like David Lettermans Late Night
This that major moment you been waitin on for too long
The best that ever did it doing it on a new song
UGK Young Money, too strong
Bound to be in the green like a crouton
So what the fuck is you on??

[Hook]
It's okay x6
You could run tell ya friends that I'm on
I'm on x5
Best believe I understand
It's okay x5
You could run tell my city I'm on
I'm on x5
You could run tell my city it's on

[Verse 4-Lil' Wayne]
I am the leather jacket, black glasses, all American bad boy
I own the swagger super market, you, you just a bag boy
Cuz I got that swag boy
The swag you never had boy
Hate I will leave your chest the color my flag boy
Suu Woo bitch I do this shit
I'll erase you like I drew you bitch
And I keep that toaster, you can come be my spoon bitch
I'm so uptown
And muthafucka if you ain't... don't go uptown
Yeeeeeaaaahh
And now I'm on that rock shit
But why they let me in... I'ma start shootin in the mosh pit
Haha.. fuck is you talkin bout?
Weezy in ya mouth
Now weezy what you talkin bout
Young mulah baby

[Hook]
It's okay x6
You could run tell ya friends that I'm on
I'm on x5
Best believe I understand
It's okay x5
You could run tell my city I'm on
I'm on x5
You could run tell my city it's on

Yeah, Uhuh