[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]