Lyrics: Clemmie Penton/John Spengemann
Music: Clemmie Penton/John Spengemann
I can’t stop, I go like green light
I’m living my dream in real life
I feel like a king when I wake
Rise and grind, I’m back to that cake
I’m just here for my moment
I know right where I’m going
So cold, they think that it’s snowing
Shine so bright that I’m glowing
I know they see me now
No more sitting on the bench when you’re standing out (hey)
When you’re this high up, ain’t no turning down
When you get this fly, feet don’t touch the ground
Man, it feels good to be me
Man, it feels good to be me
Man, it feels good to be me
Man, it feels good to be me
Every day is like my birthday
Christmas used to be the worst day
Couldn’t put no presents under the tree
Now I’m so gifted, the present is me
I call shots like the president
Your comments so irrelevant
Run the game so ahead of them
All competition we better than
I know they see me now
No more sitting on the bench when you’re standing out (hey)
When you’re this high up, ain’t no turning down
When you get this fly, feet don’t touch the ground
Man, it feels good to be me
Man, it feels good to be me
Man, it feels good to be me
Man, it feels good to be me