Chrisette Michele - Art lyrics

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
O-o-o ooh o-o-o oh

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