Letra da Música All Me (Feat. 2 Chainz, Big Sean) de Drake

I'm really stepping up my game
These bitches gotta start paying me for this
Can't get no more free Randy

Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I got
Nigga don't watch that cause I
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me forreal
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me for real

Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring
Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine
In the same league, but we don't ball the same
Ah! She want all the fame
I hear that shit all the time
She said she love me
I said, "Baby girl, fall in line, " ok
Made a million, off of denim
Fuck, watch me switch it up
Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert! "
You need that work, I got that work
Got bitches in my condo
Just bought a shirt
That cost a Mercedes-Benz car note
From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off
And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off
This that sauce, this that dressing
Givenchy, nigga God bless you
If having a bad bitch was a crime
I'd be arrested (True)

Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I got
Nigga don't watch that cause I
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me forreal
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me for real

I touched down at '86, knew I was a man by the age of 6
I even fucked girls that used to babysit
But thats was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
Damon Wayans told me don't play that shit
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits, god damn
Ain't no wishing over on this side
Y'all don't fuck wit' us
And we don't fuck wit' y'all
It's no different over on this side, god damn
Should I listen to everybody or myself?
Cause myself just told myself
"You the motherfuckin' man, you don't need no help"
Cashin' checks and I'm bigging up my chest
Ya'll keep talking 'bout who next
But I'm about how big as it gets
I swear ya'll just wastin' ya'll breath
I'm the light skinned Keith Sweat
I'mma make it last forever
It's not your turn 'cause I ain't done yet
Look, just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle
I was made for all of this shit
And I'm on the road box office sales
I'm getting paid for all of this shit
Ask you to please excuse my table manners
I was making room for the table dancers
'Cause if we judging off your advances
I just got paid like eight advances, God damn!

Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I got
Nigga don't watch that cause I
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me forreal
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me for real

Hoe, shut The fuck up
I got way too much on my mental
I learn from what I've been through
I'm finna do what I didn't do
And still waking up like the rest do
Not complicated, it's simple
I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full
And to them hoes I'm everything
Everything but gentle
But I still take my time
Man I guess I'm just old fashioned
Wearing retro shit, that's old fashion
Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption
I paint pics, see the shit
Good sex, need to hit
Keep a broad on the floor
Year round like season tickets
I plead the fifth, drink a fifth, load the nine
Leave you split, in the half
Smoke a half, need a zip
My new girl is on Glee and shit
Probably making more money than me and shit
I swear to God I got 99 Problems
But a bitch ain't one
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one
Like I got trust issues
I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out
I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom
And still gotta pull out
But that's just me
And I ain't perfect
I ain't a saint but I am worth it
If it's one thing, I am worth it
Niggas still hating but it ain't workin'
Lil' bitch

All me, all me, oh my
I think I done fucked too many women from the 305
Before the end of this year
I'll do King of Diamonds, three more times
Smoking all that kush all in our section
Like its legalized
Girl, you can't always have your way
Sometimes it be like that
They dont really fuck with you like that
They ain't never did me like that
I just took my time, you got your shine
I let you eat like that
I been taught never to loan somebody
What you need right back
And I need that shit right back (no more free Randy)
I'm blessed than a motherfucker
Niggas been stressed than a motherfucker
Niggas gettin' nervous
Clutching their chests like a motherfucker
Damn that's a motherfucker
Tell the truth, I don't listen to ya
'Cause I don't like being lied to
And that ship won't sail
And that wind won't guide you
Daddy was in jail he was talkin' through the window
Like a motherfucking drive-thru
That was back then man
Now my niggas rich enough
To do whatever I do