[Drake]
 Gotta do what I gotta do

 [Verse 1: Drake]
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where
Tuition is handled by some random [bad word] that live in Atlanta
 That she only see when she feels obligated
Admitted it to me the first time we dated
But she was no angel, and we never waited
 I took her for sushi, she wanted to [bad word]  So we took it to go, told them don't even plate it
And we never talk too much after I blew up
Just only "hello" or "happy belated"
 And I think I text her and told her I made it
 And that's when she text me and told me she prayed it
 And that's when I text her and told her I love her
 Then right after texting, I told her I'm faded
 She asked
 What have I learned since getting richer
I learned working with the negatives could make for better pictures
I learned Hennessy and enemies is one [bad word] of a mixture
Even though it's [bad word] up, girl, I'm still [bad word] wit' ya [bad word]  is it the fall
 Time for me to revisit the past
 It's women to call
 There's albums to drop, there's liquor involved
There's stories to tell, we been through it all
Interviews are like confessions
 Get the [bad word] up out my dressing room, confusing me with questions like

 [Hook: Lil Wayne]
Do you love this [bad word] 
 Are you high right now?
 Do you ever get nervous?
 Are you single?
 I heard you [bad word] your girl, is it [bad word] 
 You getting money? You think them niggas you with is with you?
 And I say

(And I say) [bad word] yeah
 [bad word] yeah, [bad word] yeah
 [bad word]  right
 [bad word]  right, all right
 (And we say) [bad word] yeah
 [bad word] yeah, [bad word] yeah
 [bad word]  right
 [bad word]  right, alright

 [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
So much for being optimistic
They say love is in the air, so I
 Hold my breath until my face turn purple, keep a few bad [bad word] in my circle
My nuts hang like ain't no curfew, [bad word]  if you wave, then I will surf you
I flew jet, she [bad word] but we still met later that night
After my session, she came over, I was aggressive and she was sober
I gave her pills, she started confessing and started undressing and ask me to hold her
 And so I did, but that was last month and now she's texting me asking for closure
 [bad word]  she say this [bad word] gon' catch up to me, I keep tissue paper
We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table
She say she hate that she love me and she wish I was average [bad word]  sometimes I wish the same and I wish she wasn't married
Promises, I hope I never break 'em
Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation
But, interviews are like confessions
Get the [bad word] up out my bedroom confusing me with questions like

 [Hook]