Art - Chrisette Michele

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