Art

You're talking to Prince You're talking to Beyonce You're talking to Janelle Monae When you're talking to me You're talking to art You're talking to Sting You're talking to Ozzie You're talking to Pharrell and Frank When you're talking to me You're talking to art I'm aware of the mess I made, y'all Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm aware of the ego (go, go) I ain't stressed by the time I take now No, no, no It's all apart of the show (show) So don't you worry about a thing, man Don't you worry about a thing, man Cause I'm good in the hood No, the fame ain't the aim I'm cool in the streets Kill the news Drop the beat Ooh Ooh Some days I wish I was Ye or Drake, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Truth is I got a bit of both (both, both) Cause I wasn't born with a funk to fake Fuck fanfare for the folks Cause I ain't worried bout a thing, man No, I ain't worried about a thing, man Cause I'm good in the hood No, the fame ain't the aim I'm cool in the streets Kill the news Drop the beat Ooh Ooh The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The fame The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art The art Oooooh Ooooh Cause I ain't worried bout a thing, man No I ain't worried about a thing, man Cause I'm good in the hood No, the fame ain't the aim I'm cool in the streets Kill the news Drop the beat You're talking to Prince You're talking to Beyonce You're talking to Janelle Monae When you're talking to me You're talking to art You're talking to Sting You're talking to Ozzie You're talking to Pharrell and Frank When you're talking to me You're talking to art I'm cool in the streets I'm good in the hood No, the fame ain't the aim Yeah