I got so much to offer
Not improper
Man I sit at the alter
And I wonder
The angels is calling
Tryna be a A plus
But I know I'll mess up
How could I fault myself
Cuz I know I am enough
So much left to offer
God is my author
So Imma take his offer
Imma take his offer
Man I'm blessed
Thank God
Cuz I'm feeling like the best
Talented
I stand out from the rest
I laid out the blueprint
I paid out my dues in rent
Said goodbye fake friends
Want it, they can get it
Tell em
Tell em
Come and get it
If they want it, they can get it
Tell em
I had a plan
But God told me step back, listen in
And then I started to warm up
Like Iran
And then I ran
It got smoky like 1945
In Japan
I needed to cool off
With a square-boxed fan
I was playin'
Want it, they can get it
Tell em
Tell em
Come and get it
If they want it, they can get it
Tell em
Tell em
Come and get it
If they want it, they can get it
Tell em
Tell em
Come and get it
I got so much to offer
Not improper
Man I sit at the alter
And I wonder
The angels is calling
Tryna be a A plus
But I know I'll mess up
How could I fault myself
Cuz I know I am enough
Want it, they can get it
Tell em
Tell em
Come and get it
If they want it, they can get it
Tell em
Sometimes I do too much
Not perfect
But I still think I'm clutch
I'm always in a rush
I gotta tell my OCD to hush
Often times I was crushed
All it ever did was cause a fuss
So much left to offer
God is my author
So Imma take his offer
Imma take his offer
I got so much to offer
Not improper
Man I sit at the alter
And I wonder
The angels is calling
Tryna be a A plus
But I know I'll mess up
How could I fault myself
Cuz I know I am enough
I got so much to offer