Where You Are

[Screwed Intro: Aha Gazelle]
Brand new house gon' burn up
Your brand new car gon' burn up
Ev'rything in the place gon' burn up
Your brand new Jays gon' burn up
Ha

[Chorus 1: Aha Gazelle]
I'm flying around
I really hate the ground
I'm flying around
I know people can't fly but please don't shoot me down
I'm sick of crying
No more, no more tears
I gotta get away from here
I'll do whatever I have to do to see you
Wanna be where you are
Gotta be where you are
Wanna be where you are
Gotta be where you are

[Verse 1: Aha Gazelle]
Yeah
I hate it here
I mean, I really don't like it here
Boy really? Uh
I hate it here and I hate the fact that I have to fake so that y'all can hear
Cause if I said what I really wanted to say, I mean it in Peter when I cut off ears
Ooh!
If you don't read your Bible then you prolly didn't get that
Uh, playtime is over, I'm blowing up six flags
Uh, what's that smell, ooh, we get a Tic-Tac
Uh, my rhymes bust through spikes better get back
I don't, like, Earth
If you still, don't, get it, but
If you don't get it then you just don't like it
Get up, out your, feelings, woo!
Ev'rybody wanna be the star of the show
Shining bright, tryna glow
Heaven or Hell, they don't know
That don't matter, get the dough
Money, cars, clothes, hold up
Brand new house gon' burn up
Your brand new car gon' burn up
Ev'rything in the place gon' burn up
Your brand new Jays gon' burn up
Ev'rything gon' burn up, don't matter how you spend it
The question is, is you gon' burn up with it

[Chorus 1]
I'm flying around
I really hate the ground
I'm flying around
I know people can't fly but please don't shoot me down
I'm sick of crying
No more, no more tears
I gotta get away from here
I'll do whatever I have to do to see you
Wanna be where you are
Gotta be where you are
Wanna be where you are
Gotta be where you are

[Verse 2: Aha Gazelle]
Uh
I believe in Jesus Christ
Ha
I'ma say it again
I believe in Jesus Christ like R. Kelly but leaves are flying
I hope he comes back really soon cause me, I ain't really into dying
But I'm glad that he handled business
I can see the truth, I don't need forensics
I'm laughing like them lil' yellow minions
I can see heaven, I don't need lenses
I'm a Christian that's good at spitting
I'ma keep rapping till it's all finished
A lot of people gon' wish they listened when they up and we
All missing
Let me tell you what it ain't gon' be
No more crying, no more hunger, no more thirst and wait and see
And we won't run out of novicane
In other words, there won't be no more pain
And we won't need Jays on our feet, got gold on the street
Call that Trinidad James
Brand new house gon' burn up
Your brand new car gon' burn up
Ev'rything in the place gon' burn up
Your brand new Jays gon' burn up
Ev'rything gon' burn up, don't matter how you spend it
The question is, is you gon' burn up with it
Crack the sky Jesus

[Chorus 2: Aha Gazelle]
I'm flying around (Ha)
I really hate the ground (Y'all think I'm playing, but I'm not)
I'm flying around (Uh)
I know people can't fly but please don't shoot me down (Aha)
I'm sick of crying
No more, no more tears (woo)
I gotta get away from here (Aha)
I'll do whatever I have to do to see you (Where you wanna be?)
Wanna be where you are
Gotta be where you are (Boomin)
Wanna be where you are
Gotta be where you are