Uncharged Up

[Drake]
Uh, this ain't right for you
I know, I know, this ain't hype for you
You say that I don't write my own raps, boy?
Sit, see, this ain't write for you
This ain't right for you
Face in a box, this ain't Skype for you
OVO, this ain't like the crew
This is light for you, I'll just get Lyt for you

[Daylyt]
Hold up, Lyt win, it's all in the breeze
They ask, "How many tricks do a nigga got up his sleeve?"
They thinking that I failed, then a nigga got up with ease
With a big old buzz, like a nigga got up with bees
What's the deal, Drake? Chill, Drake!
Why you worried bout a Mill, Drake, when we got a mil, Drake?
See, you was there when I didn't even have a meal, Drake
Seven digit counterfeits, now I see that Mill fake

[Drake]
Oh, but this is all over Nicki, wait?
I used to have my hands all over Nicki cake
Daylyt, they like…

[Daylyt]
"I guess he just a mark though."
Girl with a talk show; see, all of them Ricki Lake

[Drake]
Oh, how did I get this nice?
I remember when you would ask me how I get this life

[Daylyt]
Remember you on the fake's payroll, and it's true story, yo
They know it's Bayo… (cool story, bro)
Aw, Meek, I see what a man do for fame
Meek, the man knew the nigga who handed you the chain
I ain't saying you ain't hot, ‘cause you hot, but you drawn
How you saying "Fuck the cops!" when the cops put you on?
See how the rules get bent? How you gon' trim real?
Get his body lumped, they got it feeling like skin chills
Yeah, that nigga snap, I show you just how a pinch feel
The fans through the roof, but I ask, "How you gon' win, Mill?"

[Drake]
Meek! Aw, man, I'ma break his division
I hope you can see, ol' boy, I'ma take it to prison
Day know, they said I'm coppin' the written ish
But I be the Stenographer; I was jottin' the sentences

[Daylyt]
Bad breath, but you know what I meant
I was taking bad steps, but you know what I'm bent

[Drake]
How you want me to change when you know what I sent?
Oh, this a different quota… oh, this a different quote

[Daylyt]
I'm way outta my lane
They try to tell me I'm way outta my game
Aw, Drizzy, I told you I play the sidekick
Tell them niggas to stay outta my aim
Or they gotta get flamed, I'm too nice for you niggas
I clearly rock cold; I am ice to you niggas
I don't got glaucoma, so I see you niggas
Get put in the hospital; I.C.U. niggas
Hooked to machines; I will I.V. you niggas
The IV is four, but the five be the killer
I got to win; I am siamese to niggas
Then I be tight; I am Chinese to niggas
See, I am from Watts with the grimiest niggas
Drake not the shooter, but I be the piller
See, if I don't do it I'll find me some killers
To silver his back, like a shiny gorilla