Tell me, how you really feel Tell me, how you really feel I would ask you what's the deal But you don't even got a deal Most s**t with a deal Couldn't make the greatest hits Y'all a whole lot of things But you still ain't this I don't know no one That can tell me what to do Heard you never claimed the hood Heard the hood claimed you That can't sit well Oh well, strip sale Still mine, all mine Cosign, cosign I pull up and y'all so big That they try to hit me with both fines Hype Williams, big pimpin' Yeah, just like the old times Same s**t from the old days Lot of sides on the same side OVO, we a goldmine But I'm gon' go no time Doin' plat-plat only Boys better back off me Hall of fame, hall of fame Like I'm shirt off, like I'm shirt off Like I'm shirt off shorty Whole city goin' crazy Whole city goin' crazy Top five, no debating Top five, top five, top five And the whole city rave me And I'm back inside the Matrix And I said that we would make it Ain't squad with some traitors Knew my d**k from the basement This ain't no metal on the wave We done really put some days in They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy Swervin' out the panoramic I'm hangin' out, they can't stand me They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy Doin' nothing, I can't stand me Doin' nothing, I can't stand me And we're off, can't stand me They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy I pull off like a bandit I'm an all n-off on the Xanax Get ***, start earin' it Get a head start and I ain't friendly I stand out, I don't blend in When I say that, I meant that I don't wanna talk to you, headbends I don't want features, no nothin' in I don't want features, there's nothin' They can't even get on my guest list They want me to go to the Met Gala I want a Percocet and a gallon The active is hot, check it, don't matter We sittin' right on the court side I know the blills on both sides I'm cashin' out, *** a cosign I wear the chain like a bowtie I wear the rings like a 4-5 Keep the 4-5 for the pole guys Black tint, low profile Celebratin' every day cause I'm really, really fresh Head to cold cost Countin' up every single day Bout to bring a whole nother whip out They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy Swervin' off, panoramic I'm hangin' out, they can't stand me They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy I don't show noidain't can't stand me They don't show noidaint can't stand me I'm swervin' off, can't stand me I'm workin', I don't can't stand me They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy They gon' think I won the Grammy