Great To Be There

Yea man

It's ya boy

Young Khalifa man

Wiz Khalifa

Whatever the fuck you wanna call me

and uh, its '09, Star year, yea

So we gone do this like this

Taylor Gang

Heavy Hustle and all that

Uh Um



[VERSE 1]

New Money, New Car, New Crib

And You Gone Need Luggage Cause This Nigga's A Trip

Need To Buyer, Frequent Flyer

Loose Chains with it, Need Some Pliers, Get A Grip

And Me Im On The Suppliers Sitting Wit

Got A Blunt Rolled

Keep Me A Dime Wit Sitting Bitch

Im Mr.Space, Sign Niggas Like Elroy

And My Bills Big Face Like Hellboy

They Say Im Guaranteed To Blow Young Steroid

And I Get It Gone, My New Home Is The Airport

Wake In A New City And Stay

Party All Night, Then Go To Sleep On A Plane

Yea.

And It's Mill To Ice Grillz

Saying All You Wants A Picture

But Nigga Im Tryna Chill



Lot Of Speculation Since A Nigga Signed A Deal

But For All Y'all That Hold Me Down For Real

I Wanna Thank Ya



[CHORUS]



[VERSE 2]

I Ain't Make Your Front Page Or Your Top Ten

Im Not A Hipster Plus I Heard Rocks In

First Flight On The Way, But 'Til It Drops Then

Im Peroxiding The Cut, Getting It Popping

A New Year, Got A Couple Shows Locked In

Couple Of Important Folks Doing Some Talking

Im With The Stars And Niggas Who Go Hard

Getting Chavo

Niggas Duckin' From Rosado

Checking Battery Life Now, Charging My iPhone

I Do It Big, You Just The Shit In Your Time Zone

I Switch Those Like Clothes

Charm Like A Computer With A Virus Whos Mind Froze

Whoa

I Get Alot Of Whole Hate, Whole Lot Of Hoes

Spend A Whole Lot Of Cake On A Prod Of Clothes

When You Mention My Name, They Ain't Gotta Know

This For Thinking They Ought Of Know

I Wanna Thank Ya