Are you there? Are you there?
I'm coming through, no matter what you say
I need you to see my Sunday best
One step to take me back
Make all these friends that I don't have
But I know you well
You must be there, you must be there

Little A, bub, with the A stars
You're a hater 'cause I play hard
Roll up to the rave
Man a talk about "Spray, man"
But don't even know how to spray safeguard
Nah, never rolled so bait
Most of my dough go straight to my mate, ha-ha
Never rolled so bait
Most of my dough go, go
Like hickory dickory dock
Never catch me tryna stunt for the block
Always catch me and I'm chasing my luck
Using my head 'til I'm making a buck
What's up? I'm a shamrock
I'm a CEO and I'm never gonna stop
Sick flow doe and I climb to the top
New TS, my old joint sharp, like

Ah, and they just want more for me
But I get so awfully, awfully
Huh, and they just want more for me
But I get so awfully, awfully
Ah, and they just want more for me
But I get so awfully, awfully
Ah, and they just want more for me
But I get so, ah, like

I could just fly off 'cause these wings are ready
Leave all my bygones and light all my blessings
Leave me a light on when you know that I'm coming home
It's all a garden of dust as it settles
Putting it all on the line for you, let's go
We can leave this life behind us and take to the road
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

They just want more for me
But I get so awfully, awfully
Yeah, and they just want more for me
But I get so awfully, awfully
Ah, and they just want more for me
But I get so awfully, awfully
Ah, and they just want more for me
But I get so awfully, awfully