[Chorus: Kanye West]
I`ve been workin` this graveshift and I ain`t made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I`ve been workin` this graveshift and I ain`t made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Man, man, man
If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him
After I fuck the manager up then I`m gonna shorten the register up
Let`s go back, back to the Gap
Look at my check, wasn`t no scratch
So if I stole, wasn`t my fault
Yeah I stole, never got caught
They take me to the back and pat me
Askin` me about some khakis
But let some black people walk in
I bet they show off their token blackie
Oh now they love Kanye, let`s put him all in the front of the store
Saw him on break next to the `No Smoking` sign with a blunt and a Marl`
Takin` my hits, writin` my hits
Writin` my rhymes, playin` my mind
This fuckin` job can`t help him
So I quit, y`all welcome
Y`all don`t know my struggle
Y`all can`t match my hustle
You can`t catch my hustle
You can`t fathom my love dude
Lock yourself in a room doin` five beats a day for three summers
That`s a +Different World+ like +Cree Summers+
I deserve to do these numbers
The kid that made that deserves that Maebach
So many records in my basement
I`m just waitin` on my spaceship, blaow
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: GLC]
Man, I`m talkin` way past the sky
Let`s go, yeah
And I didn`t even try to work a job
Represent the mob
At the same time thirsty on the grind
Chi state of mind
Lost my momma, lost my mind
+My life, my love+ that`s not mine
Why you ain`t signed?
Wasn`t my time
Leave me alone, work for y`all
Half of it`s yours, half of it`s mine
Only one to ball
Never one to fall
Gotta get mine
Gotta take mine
Got a tech nine
Reach my prime
Gotta make these haters respect mine
In the mall `til 12 when my schedule wore headset nine
Puttin` known ass on shelves
Waitin` paitently I ask myself
Qhere I wanna go, where I wanna be
Life is much more than runnin` in the streets
Holla at `ye, hit me with the beat
Put me on my feet
Sound so sweet
Yes I`m the same ol` G, same goatee
Stayin` low key, nope
Holler at God Man why`d you had to take my folks?
Hope to see Freddy G., Yusef G
Love my G, Rolly G
Police watch me smoke my weed, count my G`s
Got a lot of people countin` on me
And I`m just tryin` to find my peace
Should of finished school like my niece
Then I wouldn`t finally wouldn`t use my piece, blaow
Aw man, all this pressure
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Consequence]
I remember havin` to take the dollar cab
Comin` home real late at night
Standin` on my feet all damn day
Tryin` to make this thing right
And havin` one of my co-workers say Yo you look just like
This kid I seen in the old Busta Rhymes video the other night
Well easy come, easy go
How that sayin` goes
No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows
I all had that snatched from me
And all the faculties all turn their back on me
And didn`t wanna hear a rap from me
So naturally actually had to face things factually
Had to be a catastrophe with the fridgest starin` back at me
Cuz nothing`s there, nothing`s fair
I don`t wanna ever go back there
So I won`t be takin` no days off `til my spaceship takes off
[Chorus]
[Outro: Kanye West]
I wanna fly, I wanna fly
I said I want my chariot to pick me up
And take me brother for a ride
