Superman!
(Aye)
Superhero flow
Supervillain dough
Like an IED
Tick tock I'm 'bouta blow
Bitch (aye)
Been the man since birth date (birth date)
I know the bars are first rate (first rate)
I'm eatin' good, get two plates (one, two)
I look even better, get two dates (yuh, yuh)
Y'all niggas are fake like a toupe (toupe)
My life is a movie on Blu-ray (blu-ray)
Got me some dudes who will do thangs (do thangs)
Hit you with the tec with a shoestring (gra-ta-ta)
Not really me, but I'd do it
They respect me like a Druid (aye)
Writin' these words keep it fluid
Love me some girls call me Cupid (aye)
Off of the drugs we go stupid
Having these dreams and they lucid
Got me the juice let me prove it
Hard Boy Hitters we've done it again
Small little circle don't need many friends
Ones that were fake, to me now they're dead
Do my own thing, I'm makin' the trends
Take all the risk I always full send
How am I good where do I begin
I Lost all my innocence
Built up my confidence
Hatin' ass nigga
I never acknowledge it
Drop a new song
And you know I'm always toppin' it
Hangin' with your girl already know she on top of it (uh)
Bitch I feel like Superman
Drop a song and make a band
Your girl blow me like a fan
Then I link up with the fam (fam)
I don't give a damn
Do this shit because I can (can)
I don't need a hand
Do this shit 'cus I'm the man (man)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I feel like Superman (man)
I don't give a damn
Bitch I do not give a damn (damn)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I do not need your hand (hand)
I am still the man
Homie hope you understand (aye)
Superman hit you with the laser beam
Focus on my own, don't worry about the enemy
Makin' these songs, that shit be the remedy
Need me a rival, I need me a frenemy
You don't even know what you meant to me
Okay
Say they want to take a piece of me
No way
Takin' it slow but I'm on my way
I drop my pride, and I leave my hate (aye)
Like an oracle, I know my fate
Bad little bitch and she give me face
And I stack my bank
Big dog nigga
I don't know what you think
Hit you with the tommy, like my name Tom Hanks (aye)
Doing them drugs, we smokin' on dank
And sippin' on dranks
Certified Lover like my name be Drake
We get goin' quick if I'm just being frank
Call out to God like she tryna give grace
Stay on her knees like she tryna give thanks
Sendin' me texts, because she like how I taste
I'm out runnin' you niggas, can't even keep pace
Can't keep up
Compared to me, you ain't up to snuffs
On my grind and I never need luck
Superman and I'm comin' through tough
Know I'm going to make it and I don't give a fuck
Bitch I feel like Superman
Drop a song and make a band
Your girl blow me like a fan
Then I link up with the fam (fam)
I don't give a damn
Do this shit because I can (can)
I don't need a hand
Do this shit 'cus I'm the man (man)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I feel like Superman (man)
I don't give a damn
Bitch I do not give a damn (damn)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I do not need your hand (hand)
I am still the man
Homie hope you understand
Superhero flow
Supervillain dough
Like an IED
Tick tock I'm 'bouta blow
Bitch (aye)
Been the man since birth date (birth date)
I know the bars are first rate (first rate)
I'm eatin' good, get two plates (one, two)
I look even better, get two dates (yuh, yuh)
Y'all niggas are fake like a toupe (toupe)
My life is a movie on Blu-ray (blu-ray)
Got me some dudes who will do thangs (do thangs)
Hit you with the tec with a shoestring (gra-ta-ta)
Not really me, but I'd do it
They respect me like a Druid (aye)
Writin' these words keep it fluid
Love me some girls call me Cupid (aye)
Off of the drugs we go stupid
Having these dreams and they lucid
Got me the juice let me prove it
Hard Boy Hitters we've done it again
Small little circle don't need many friends
Ones that were fake, to me now they're dead
Do my own thing, I'm makin' the trends
Take all the risk I always full send
How am I good where do I begin
I Lost all my innocence
Built up my confidence
Hatin' ass nigga
I never acknowledge it
Drop a new song
And you know I'm always toppin' it
Hangin' with your girl already know she on top of it (uh)
Bitch I feel like Superman
Drop a song and make a band
Your girl blow me like a fan
Then I link up with the fam (fam)
I don't give a damn
Do this shit because I can (can)
I don't need a hand
Do this shit 'cus I'm the man (man)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I feel like Superman (man)
I don't give a damn
Bitch I do not give a damn (damn)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I do not need your hand (hand)
I am still the man
Homie hope you understand (aye)
Superman hit you with the laser beam
Focus on my own, don't worry about the enemy
Makin' these songs, that shit be the remedy
Need me a rival, I need me a frenemy
You don't even know what you meant to me
Okay
Say they want to take a piece of me
No way
Takin' it slow but I'm on my way
I drop my pride, and I leave my hate (aye)
Like an oracle, I know my fate
Bad little bitch and she give me face
And I stack my bank
Big dog nigga
I don't know what you think
Hit you with the tommy, like my name Tom Hanks (aye)
Doing them drugs, we smokin' on dank
And sippin' on dranks
Certified Lover like my name be Drake
We get goin' quick if I'm just being frank
Call out to God like she tryna give grace
Stay on her knees like she tryna give thanks
Sendin' me texts, because she like how I taste
I'm out runnin' you niggas, can't even keep pace
Can't keep up
Compared to me, you ain't up to snuffs
On my grind and I never need luck
Superman and I'm comin' through tough
Know I'm going to make it and I don't give a fuck
Bitch I feel like Superman
Drop a song and make a band
Your girl blow me like a fan
Then I link up with the fam (fam)
I don't give a damn
Do this shit because I can (can)
I don't need a hand
Do this shit 'cus I'm the man (man)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I feel like Superman (man)
I don't give a damn
Bitch I do not give a damn (damn)
Feel like Superman
Bitch I do not need your hand (hand)
I am still the man
Homie hope you understand
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Peterson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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