[Part I: 0 to 100]

[Verse 1: Drake]

Fuck bein' on some chill shit

We go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick

They be on that rap-to-pay-the-bills shit

And I don't feel that shit, not even a little bit

Oh, Lord, know yourself, know your worth, nigga

My actions been louder than my words, nigga

How you so high, but still so down to Earth, nigga?

Niggas wanna do it, we can do it on they turf, nigga

Oh, Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet

Shoutout to the bitches 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 shit that she don't wanna see

She ain't ready for it; if I ain't the greatest, then I'm headed for it

Yeah, that mean I'm way up (Way up)

Yeah, the 6 ain't friendly, but that's where I lay up (Lay up)

This shit a mothafuckin' 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 niggas is, boy?

OVO, man, we really with the shits, boy

Yeah, really with the shits, I should prolly sign to Hit-Boy 'cause I got all the hits, boy (Ha-ha)

Fuck all that "Drake, you gotta chill" shit

I be on my Lil Mouse drill shit

Fuck all that rap-to-pay-your-bills shit

Yeah, I'm on some Raptors-pay-my-bills shit

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 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 shit, don't want to make him sicker, that's my nigga

Oh, Lord, got a whole lot to show for it

I mean, we could really get it, we could go for it

I'm just here for the bucks and the billis, nigga

Don't make me kill one of the GOATs for it (Arf!)

I run this shit, they like, "Go Forrest

Run Forrest, run Forrest, go Forrest"

Yeah, I mean you already wrote for us

Damn, nigga, what's one more quote for us?

Oh, Lord, who else soundin' like this?

They ain't made me what I am, they just found me like this

I was ready... fuck that, I 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 niggas and do it for myself

[Chorus: Drake]

I go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick

Real quick, whole squad on that real shit

0 to 100, nigga, real quick

Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga

0 to 100, nigga, real quick

Real quick, whole squad on that real shit

0 to 100, nigga, real quick

Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga

[Part II: The Catch Up]

[Bridge: Drake]

Whole squad on that real shit

Whole squad on that real shit

Whole squad on that real shit, yeah

[Verse 2: Drake]

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 nigga 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 the game in these, man, the seams are splittin'

No pun intended, but they smellin' defeat in the air

Headed where nobody took it, who meetin' me there?

They tell him that he 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, fuck 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

[Outro: James Blake]

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

Could it be the way that I'll catch up

[Produced by Boi-1da, Frank Dukes, Noah "40" Shebib, & Nineteen85]