[Hook - BJ the Chicago Kid:]
I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
But this song so f**in' dope, girl, it's harder not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
[Verse - Waka Flocka Flame:]
On and off of tour, know it get stressful time and time
But don't stress about them who*es you the only one that's on my mind
Just worrying about you baby
When I make it home you gon' make us go into a round 2 baby
Show that p**y no remorse
This is what it costs to be famous to buy them shoes you afford
Late night session after session, she can drive you a Porshe
It's what I sacrifice for that expensive taste you got to fill your appetite
I made our dreams come true
All them nights you stay awake I swear I make it worth it
Cause I appreciate your patience and that body so perfect
All the time I spent away I can't help but think about you baby
Facetime and the freaky things you say
When the flight land I be on my way, gone
[Hook - BJ the Chicago Kid]