Drake, JAY-Z Light Up

Uh, I've been up for four days, gettin' money both ways Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold Spades Rolexes, chauffeurs and low fades I keep thinkin', how young can you die from old age? They always tell me, "Nobody's workin' as hard as you." And even though I laugh it off, man, it's probably true 'Cause while all of my closest friends out partyin' I'm just here makin' all the music that they party to But party on, party on all night, nigga I got these new rappers nervous: prom night, nigga I grow tired of these fuckin' grown man liars Storytellers, they ain't even need a campfire Uh, but I just want to tell the truth Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot The shit feel like when Fredro Starr Was in Sunset Park stuntin' hard in his yellow goose – yeah! And I'm a motherfuckin' missed target But a target nonetheless, and I just started Was that directed at moi? Can't be They must be talkin' to themselves, Hov: hands free Yeah, and I'm just fillin' up this daily planner Gettin' busy 'cause I'm a star: no spangled banner Jealous dudes get to talkin' in they music And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends: Kelsey Grammer Yeah, that's what life becomes when you're doin' you Welcome to Hollywood, don't let this town ruin you And if you pillow-talkin' with the women that are screwin' you Just know that she gon' tell another nigga When she through with you Don't get impatient when it takes too long Drink it all, even when it tastes too strong Yeah, I got to feel alive, even if it kills me Promise to always give you me, the real me Who would've thought I'd be caught in this life? Let's celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight And make it all light up (Ay Guru tell, tell home girl to open that Ace right there) Wait until the sun goes down We gon' make this bitch light up Even when the sun goes down I'ma make it go Ow, hoes turn they heads like owls I'm the man of the hour Triple entendre, don't even ask me how Con Edison flow, I'm connected to a higher power Bright lights'll make your whole city light up A trillion-watt light bulb when I'm in the night club I just landed in that G450 Caught the Mayweather fight 'cause the satellite was crispy, uh Y'all can miss me with the money talk The smart money's on Hov', fuck what the dummies talk, uh I don't do too much bloggin' I just run the town, I don't do too much joggin' Mm, I ain't got a scar yet 'Cause you fuckin' around with me and my dogs is far-fetched Drake, here's how they gon' come at you With silly rap feuds, tryin' to distract you In disguise, in the form of a favor The Barzini meeting, watch for the traitors, uh I done seen it all, done it all That's why none of these dum-dums could done him off The summer's ours, the winter too Top down in the winter, that's what winners do And to these niggas I'm like Windows 7 You let them tell it, they swear that they invented you And since no good deed go unpunished I'm not as cool with niggas as I once was I once was cool as the Fonz was But these bright lights turned me to a monster Sorry, mama, I promised it wouldn't change me But I would have went insane had I remained the same me Fuck niggas! Bitches, too! All I got is this money–this'll do Who would've thought I'd be caught in this life? Let's celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight And make it all light up Wait until the sun goes down We gon' make this bitch light up Even when the sun goes down I'ma make it go