Hype (Remix)

[Intro: Baka] Man don't live of a di hype huh? Real ting ay [Verse 1: Drake] Yeah, I pull up in Lexus' like it's '07 I just hit a lick, I got to hit a next one Last year I know you learned your lesson I could GPS you if you need addressin' Boss up, I'm the bigger homie But I'm one year older than my lil homie '09 they was biddin' on me But I'm Young Money, got it written on me Ok now we got some action Everything I said, it happened That boy light as Michael Jackson But off verses, he been blackin' Chasin' women a distraction They wan' be on TV right next to me You cannot be here right next to me Don't you see Riri right next to me? I hate a rapper especially They feel the same, but they hide it They just discuss it in private Don't get along man, we tried it What's the point in even tryin'? I hate a goofy especially They always dyin' to mention me They gotta die out eventually I cannot give you the recipe You know the game is sold separately Swear I just had an epiphany It cost me 50 at Tiffany's Shout out to Tiffany, Stephanie They used to always come check for me My enemies wanna be friends with my other enemies I don't let it get to me [Chorus: Drake] Done Look what I've done in my life I had to count it and count it again To make sure the money was right They love to talk Me, I'm just dunning the hype Me, I'm just dunning the hype Me I'm just done, done, done, done, done [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I pull up on you in that purple thing Bumpin' Purple Rain Singin' "Purple Rain," sippin' purple rain Pourin' champagne off commercial fame You ain't worth a thing, you ain't gang gang You ain't flame gang, you ain't same gang It's my world, it's Wayne's world It's a different world, it's D'wayne Wayne, oh Lord Okay now we got some action Fucking models out of Maxim I'm too wavy, I'm what's happening Okay now we got some rapids Orange bottle full of tablets Okay now we got some habits Smokin' cookies, sippin' Acti Okay now we got some balance You see my team is right next to me You don't see Tina right next to me I thank her for takin' my breath from me But the second me gon' be the better me J.R. Smith with the shot Cause I pull up, I stop and pop I call my AK Barney and I'ma let this baby pop Pull up on you like Steph Curry With my foot up on you like eff worries Been outchea since Keith Murray Codeine got me with pink urine So you know I don't have the energy I fucked a bitch named Epiphany My exes wanna be friends with my other exes And I don't have the sympathy [Chorus: Drake] Done Look what I've done in my life I had to count it and count it again To make sure the money was right They love to talk Me, I'm just dunning the hype Me, I'm just dunning the hype Me I'm just done, done, done, done, done