I've never felt like this before
They stop when I walk through the door
Something click, it's a state of mind
Type of rich, can't be quantified
And it ain't my fault if you not trying to match my mood
Sorry but that's on you (You, you, you)
Baby, I don't mean to brag
You know I'm not talking cash
Got a thing that's only mine
And I watch your eyes go green
I can feel your jealousy
Up here in the sky, sky