[Intro]. Yeah. I had to do this shit for my little brother Mar. Young nigga just wanna hear me talk that Toronto shit. you know?. [Verso 1: Drake]. Uh you see bad bitches and fall in love. I be talking arithmetic in the club. Renegotiations. Young Frank I seen all of your favorite girls naked. And mental pictures were taken. I never forget they faces. They lucky I can't draw but still I'm artistic. Money on the way its got both of my palms itchin'. You boys in the wrong business fo real. You boys in the wrong business. All that sitting back and watching. will make you a strong witness. Testify on how I'm living make sure it's non fiction. Don't leave out anybody that put me in this position. We couldn't of done it better. We changed the city forever. Puffing shisha. Laid back fuckin' with Fifa. What I get for them features. I wouldn't fuck with me either for real. Now I'm in it for the hoes and the checks. But care less about respect from niggas I never met. Champagne. [Verso 2: Nickelus F]. I know my city going crazy right about now. Broke nigga so I'm greedy. Break a nigga down if they don't feed me. Yo girl break her neck the same second that she see me. And I bet my last nickel that she eff with Sweet Petey. Bradley Cooper a future is limitless. I'm infinite take a photo of the synthesis. Grandmama got Alzheimer's but she'll remember this. Ain't no way that she won't remember. I wake up every mornin' shower gather my belongings. But I just quit my job but got some pussy cause I'm balling. From AM to PM beefing with the BM. Beefing with the boss got fired by the GM. Fuck I lost my nigga to a goddamn murder. In his own kitchen with his own goddamn burner. You ain't no goddamn boss. You a goddamn worker. Fuck beef when niggas dying for a goddamn burger. My nigga all we know is this pain. Chain smoking in the city where they smoke you for chains. Jamaica house to croaker spot riding round smokin pot. On Broad Street we all drink -- PBR and Rolling Rock. Do this to get money that ain't enough. Do this for my city that ain't enough. Im like Andre 3k 16 ain't enough. I get down like Curtis Snow. Dare you to call my bluff. Bet you it won't pick up. We ride box Chevys but we built Ford tough. And I bet you that we won't give up. The pigs try to lock us down. But we broke through cuffs