b**h I feel good Don't I look stupendous? My shine is so endless Ain't sh** you can do to end this Even when I'm dead n***as still gon' bump that Chip sh** Coke white escalade on sixes for you dipsh**s So we won't forget this, Midwest n***a be the coldest Cleveland is the city where you hustle or you hopeless And my closet's like a store b**h Only difference is you ain't gon' find this in no store b**h I'm fresher than your whole clique G Shock over D.C. grinding every time you see me That Louis Vuitton complete me Now R.I.P. to ant while I'm out here stunting with Keke I be ridin' super tint I'm a ghost you never see me Cause I'm up above, I'm in the clouds, I'm rolling up, I'm looking down Chip in the house, y'all stop ya breathin I'm a superhero, like Hanco*k to Cleveland (n***a) Chorus: Hell yea, that n***a shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood b**h, I feel good Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should b**h, I feel good n***a where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the s*uts? I'm drunk, what b**h, I feel good And I'mma stay a fresh, fly n***a doing everything you would if you could b**h, I feel good Don't I look tremendous? Damn I feel so splendid I walk up in yo shindig Higher than the ozone, damn I can float home Just call me when you want some I'm out here by my lonesome Pack a Bape jacket for the winter Polo v-neck for the summer I'm a young hood boss, I do what I wanna If you tryna f** with me then you better have some commas I be with them OG's, I'm probably stuntin' with yo fathaaa Problem is you don't want it, nada My n***a's got hella choppas, you gonna need hella doctaaas And I rep my city proper Probably catch me rockin' Prada, hoppin off a helicoptaaa In the skizigh, CuDi hand me ya shizit n***a we gettin hizzigh Uh, looking for izzigh, yeah here I go The n***a who get your income tax every show (let's go) Chorus