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0 To 100 / The Catch Up

Drake

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

0 To 100 / The Catch Up
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Jefferies
Paul Jefferies
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Anderson Hernandez
Anderson Hernandez
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Paul Jefferies
Paul Jefferies
Co-Producer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Co-Producer

Lyrics

F-- bein' on some chill sh-- We go 0 to 100, n--, real quick They be on that rap-to-pay-the-bill sh-- And I don't feel that sh--, not even a little bit Oh, Lord, know yourself, know your worth, n-- My actions been louder than my words, n-- How you so high, but still so down to Earth, n--? If n-- wanna do it, we can do it on they turf, n-- Oh, Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet Shoutout to the b-- out here holdin' down the set All up in my phone, lookin' at pictures from the other night She gon' be upset if she keep scrollin' to the left, dawg She gon' see some sh-- that she don't wanna see She ain't ready for it If I ain't the greatest then I'm headed for it That mean I'm way up (Way up) Yeah, the 6 ain't friendly but that's where I lay up (Yeah) This sh-- a mother-- lay up I been Steph Curry with the shot Been cookin' with the sauce, Chef Curry with the pot, boy 360 with the wrist, boy, ayy Who the fuck them n-- is, boy? OVO, man, we really with the sh--, boy Yeah, really with the sh-- I should prolly sign to Hit-Boy 'cause I got all the hits, boy F-- all that "Drake, you gotta chill" sh-- I be on my Lil Mouse drill sh-- F-- all that rap-to-pay-your-bill sh-- Yeah, I'm on some Raptors-pay-my-bills sh-- All up on TV, I thought it'd make me richer Wasn't payin' me enough, I needed somethin' quicker So now I'm all in Niko's basement puttin' work in on the phones Either that or drive to Money Mart to make the pickups Man, it's 2008, I'm tryna paint the picture Comeback Season in the works and now I'm thinkin' bigger I got 40 in the studio, every night, late night Gotta watch that sh--, don't want to make him sicker That's my n-- Oh, Lord, got a whole lot to show for it I mean we can really get it, we can go for it I'm just here for the bucks and the billis, n-- Don't make me kill one of the GOATs for it I run this sh--, they like, "Go Forrest Run Forrest, run Forrest, go Forrest" Yeah, I mean you already wrote for us Damn, n--, what's one more quote for us? Oh, Lord, who else soundin' like this? They ain't make me what I am, they just found me like this I was ready, f-- that, I've been ready Since my dad used to tell me He was comin' to the house to get me He ain't show up Valuable lesson, man, I had to grow up That's why I never ask for help I'll do it for you n-- and do it for myself I go 0 to 100, n--, real quick Real quick, whole squad on that real sh-- 0 To 100, n--, real quick Real quick, real f-- quick, n-- 0 To 100, n--, real quick Real quick, whole squad on that real sh-- 0 To 100, n--, real quick Real quick, real f-- quick, n-- Whole squad on that real sh-- Whole squad on that real sh-- Whole squad on that real sh--, yeah The other night Lavish Lee told me that I'm all these people listen to She said they love me unconditional Imagine how it feel to watch another n-- at the top You know that if you wasn't you, you would be dissin' you, dawg Damn, okay, from that perspective I see what you're talkin' 'bout, no way to soften that 'Cause me, I was tryna find out where I lost 'em at But maybe I ain't lose 'em at all Maybe I keep movin' forward and they're just stagnant They ain't movin' at all But when they need a favor, who do they call? Maybe I'm searchin' for the problems Askin' what was said and who was involved Too focused on people's feedback and provin' 'em wrong They say the shoe can always fit, no matter whose foot it's on These days feel like I'm squeezin' in 'em Whoever wore 'em before just wasn't thinkin' big enough I'm 'bout to leave 'em with 'em 'Cause if I run in the game in these, man, the seams are splittin' No pun intended but they're smellin' defeat in the air Headed where nobody took it, who meetin' me there? They tell him that he's talkin' crazy but he doesn't care Bein' humble don't work as well as bein' aware Listen up, boy, you're better off eavesdroppin' We already got spring 2015 poppin' PND droppin', Reps-up P droppin' Majid Jordan droppin', OB droppin', not to mention me droppin' Feel like we paid the refs off, man, we fixed the game Me and Noel been at it before Twitter names Yeah, been on the move like the lease is up And I can't even name one person that's keepin' up Damn, f-- how it was in the past tense Ask yourself, how do we match up now? 'Cause I'm only 27 and I'm only gettin' better If I haven't passed you yet, watch me catch up now, for real
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Noah James Shebib, Adam King Feeney, Anderson Hernandez, Chester A. Hansen, Paul Bernard Jefferies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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