[Intro: Greg Cypher]

Thank you, thank you, thank you

You're all so kind!

[Chorus: Rick Reams & Greg Cypher]

You don’t know what it feel like

You don't know what it feel like (You don't know what it feel like)

Yo, you don’t know what it feel like

[Verse 1: Greg Cypher]

Greg Cypher, superstar, I'm doing me

I ain't who you think you know and I ain't who I used to be

Truthfully, I'm trying to take it slow

Take control, you can't stick to the script, but trying to play the role

Taste of victory and took a few L's too

Everything I had was gone in one fell swoop

I'm on the build-up, gas tank filled to the top

I put the pedal to the metal, they would kill for my spot

Grill when its hot

Chilling like a villain with a plot

To put my posse on Broadway like Sir Mix-a-Lot

Dipped in sauce, floss, I’m a boss tycoon

Young, gifted and black in my Off-White shoes

Sipping tea at high noon with Rik Rude, lit the fuse

And then the dynamite stick boom, I raise the roof

We don’t need no water, let it burn

Niggas always want to test, but motherfuckers never learn—

[Chorus: Rick Reams]

You don't know what it feels like

I got problems in my real life

What’s the deal?

You don't know what it feel like (You don't know what it feels like)

Shot-clocking, trying to kill time

How it feel?

You don't know what it feel like

I got problems in my real life

What’s the deal?

You don't know what it feels like (What's the deal, what's the deal?)

You don't know what it feel like (You don't know what it feels like)

You don't know what it feel like

[Verse 2: Cavalier]

Hogs wanna arrest me; constantly edgy

Some weeks I'm on the tarmac longer than I'm lodged at the resi

Often detached, but honestly present

Known for dodging the Beckys

Somehow still manage to be a magnet for those a little off

To sweat me, it's like never the goddesses

More broads with problems that's all on my testes

Cause and effect, clean thoughts when it's messy

It's already carcinogenic, don't need no add-ons

It's not standoffish if I'm just guarded

You just met me, we're not obligated to bond

It's God's blessing we even cross

We different walks, like Clarks and Giuseppes

Don't mistake my confidence on stage

For always being okay to how they often subject me

I don't beg for pardons, I'm just playing my part

And what you take as my art is just process, therapy

So I say this, praying you don't take it to heart

[Chorus: Rick Reams]

You don't know what it feels like

I got problems in my real life

What's the deal?

You don't know what it feel like (You don't know what it feels like)

Shot-clocking, trying to kill time

How it feel?

You don't know what it feel like

I got problems in my real life

What's the deal?

You don't know what it feels like (What's the deal, what's the deal?)

You don't know what it feel like (You don't know what it feels like)

You don't know what it feel like (Hey... hey...)