Timbaland - Know bout me (remix) lyrics

[Intro: Jay Z] We gotta sell these b**hes the dream, my n***a n***as like Walt Disney around this b**h [Verse 1: Brayo] What you know bout me What you know bout be Don't you know what a n***a done seen What you know, dont you know i flipped trees While my n***as flipped keys, so my n***a please Don't remind me What you know, what you know bout pain What you know bout strength Don't you know that a n***a ain't playing Don't you know, don't you know that a n***a got bills So im out here chasing mills, so you should know a n***a gota strain My n***a i just moved to miami Tryna feed my tummy Yeah these b**hes are yummy But im just chasing this money They say its riches and b**hes And beaches and pictures But in miami its just goons tryna get your attention Man a n***a been starving, like a motherf**in slave Man this sh** is retarded, but i gota be brave Don't you know i gota save my fam from that sh** Make sure they all gota eat, my n***a What you know bout a n***a named B.R.A to the f**in Y.O My n***a, don't you know i was raised in the slums of f**in nairo lil n***a Don't you know that im star Your boy done come so far All the way from nairo to the 305 just to give yall some bars You better know who we are, lil n***a better know who we are Up in the club in the vip while you other lil n***as are stuck by the bar [Hook: Timbaland] What you know bout me, what you know bout me What you know bout me, what you know bout me Not a muthaf**in thing, not a muthaf**in thing Not a muthaf**in thing, not a muthaf**in thing [Verse 2: Drake] I just got back home, 40 days on vacation No one k**ing the game, sh** is all for the taking What the f** did I stutter? am I being mistaken? I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-star in the makin' Who you said was the man? What the f** is a deal Really do it the best, I'm DJ Khaled for real Got my thumb on the pulse, got impeccable timin' If they forgot about my worth, I got a check to remind 'em Got some things on the wrist, Cartier with the diamonds If this was 10 years ago n***a would've went diamond I been singing and rapping I make a k**in' in both If i had to choose a Jackson man I'm feelin' like Bo Fresh down to the socks, team look like the Raiders I don't take this sh** for granted, I'd like to thank my creator I'm coming b-b-b-b-b-b-b-back on you haters I'm 'bout to put this b**h on her back and get back to you later Man, whats up [Hook: Timbaland] [verse 3: Brayo] Ah, not a mother f**in thing Let me try and keep it plain So you know what im saying Bout this money im slaying Any n***a in my way Man a n***a don't play Smoke your a** and leave your ash in the ash tray Just a f**in jk I ain't no f**in k**er but when times get realer ima pull that trigger Yeah they call me kiriba yeah i keep me a diva and a n***a got stripes I ain't talking addidas i am talking bout a zebra or a f**in referee Take a hit of the refer b I said maybe more like a zebra or a f**in referee Take a hit of the refer b lil nika