[Chorus: John Newman]
You know I said it's true
I can feel the love, can you feel it too?
I can feel it (ah, ah)
I can feel it (ah, ah)

[Verse 1: Wightmaan]
Wightmaan, white rapper with the least money
The type to tell you I need you like it'd mean something
Chillin' back, Magic Flight in my right hand
Red light (let it go)
Pull up to the hotel, the hoe tell me we runnin' super late
She's not a ten, more than seven, I call her Super 8
Luminate while the moon is vaped, it only makes sense
To make cents you gotta be more well-spoken than shit that Buddha makes
Sugato, sugata; mi casa es su casa
I'mma rap until my money counter soundin' like Chewbacca
Like (brrrrrrrrrrrr), boom shaka laka
I ain't tryin' and I'm droppin' more bombs than Flex in Osaka
You mockin' 'em, why'd you say that? Bumpin' Em on my 8-tracks
He told me, "have no love, have no ceilings," like how Wayne rap
I ain't givin' no freebies, bro send me 'em back
If you're ill than homie I'm iller, like Reggie or Mac

[Chorus: John Newman and Wightmaan]
You know I said it's true
I can feel the love, can you feel it too?
I can feel it (ah, ah)
(I don't really feel the love, so I'mma stop 'til the beat's a hug)
You know I said it's true
I can feel the love, can you feel it too?
I can feel it (ah, ah)
(I don't really feel the love, so I'mma stop 'til the beat's a hug)
[Verse 2: Wightmaan]
Look, I don't need your stress
The only kid who's knowin' he gon' be up next
Hair like Bieber so believe I got Believe on deck
My seventeen I had my first thousand
Tryna move mountains, flow so astoundin'
Mistaken for quakin' Haitian tsunamis that gon' drown 'em
Bound 'em, ride it like you ride it right; Kim K when she ride a bike
So many rappers under me right now that I can't count 'em (pause)
But I'm an OG up on IG
Walk up to the club and they like, "open up your ID"
They know I'm eighteen, but I'm just tryna date Kylie
While dating Kendall, Miley, and the chick playin' Hermione
But probably not though, I make minimum wage
Layman's terms, that just means I'm minimally paid
Minimally made to do some minimal things
But in a year I'll run my city, no subliminal shade

[Outro: John Newman and Wightmaan]
I gotta tell you
I gotta tell you (tell you)
I gotta tell you (tell you)
It was all for you
I gotta tell you (tell you)
I gotta tell you (tell you)
(We don't get told what to do, so feel the love, it was all for you)
(Uh)
It was all for you
It was all for you
It was all (uh), it was all (uh), it was all (uh)
It was all for you
I'm an OG up on IG, I'm an OG up on IG
I'm an OG up on IG, I'm an OG up on IG
I'm an OG up on IG, I'm an OG up on IG