It's You
A.S.A.P. Lyrics

Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies
Imagine me cruising in a convertible with the roof down, enjoying the beautiful scenery.

In something foreign, soarin', 145
In a luxurious foreign car, traveling at high speeds.

The God is calling for my body, let my spirit fly
Death is near, and I hope my spirit finds peace.

I want it all, no lie
I desire success and wealth with no exceptions.

Picture me pourin' poppin' something imported
Imagine me popping a bottle of expensive imported champagne.

Pedal flooring, clutch poppin', boppin' to Lauryn
Driving fast, dancing to the music of Lauryn Hill.

Now picture me falling
Imagine me hitting rock bottom, losing everything.

Never seen, never heard, never happened, never occurred
This is something that has never been witnessed, said, or done before.

Now picture me flying 10,000 feet above the sea
Imagine me soaring above the ocean, a great sense of freedom.

Popping bubbly, you'd love to be me
Drinking champagne and living the luxurious lifestyle I live that everyone desires.

Now picture the servants in the cabin with the sweetest massage
Imagine the personal servants giving me the most relaxing massage while traveling.

Picture having ice and only wanna speak to God
Having everything materialistic but still feeling the need to connect with a higher power.

Picture your dreams being shattered and your cream being lavished
Imagining the emotional conflict that comes with financial success and personal failure.

At the same time, tell me what you think matters
Reflecting on what is truly important in life when faced with success and failure.

Picture all the money that I've gotten off tours
Imagining the amount of wealth accumulated from touring and performing.

Now picture me plotting for more, picture this nigga
Imagining me continuing to strive for more success and wealth.

Do you like it (yeah)
Asking the listener if they find my lifestyle desirable.

Wanna do the things that I do
Asking if they want to live the same lifestyle as me.

Tell me do you want it (yeah)
Asking if the listener desires the same level of success and wealth.

Wanna know what it's like in my shoes
Asking if the listener is curious about experiencing my lifestyle.

Do you need it (yeah)
Asking if the listener feels a strong desire for my lifestyle.

Wanna see the things that I see
Asking if the listener wants to see the same things I see from my level of success.

Where do you go from here when you felt you've done it all
Questioning the next steps in life when all desired goals have been achieved.

When what used to get you high don't get you high no more
When what once brought excitement no longer satisfies you.

When you got a lot of cars, don't even drive no more
When having multiple cars no longer brings joy or necessity to drive them all.

When you're expected to win, they ain't surprised no more
When success is expected and no longer surprises others.

Hold up, stop, wait, reverse the tape
Pause and reflect, rewind the past to learn from it.

How much money can one nigga make in one place
Asking how much wealth one person can accumulate in a singular location.

How much dough could you hold in one safe
Questioning the amount of money that can fit in a single safe.

How many hoes can a nigga really chase
Questioning the inevitable burdens of seeking casual relationships.

Where do you go after the applause
Questioning the next steps after receiving praise and recognition.

After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours
After achieving numerous awards and touring extensively.

After asking these whores what they after me for
Reflecting on the intentions of those seeking a relationship for material gain rather than love.

Is it the money? The fame? The house, take it all
Wondering if the reason for materialistic relationships involves wealth, fame, or status.

The sky's the limit, but I ain't done jumping
There is still so much to achieve, and I am not done trying.

Money is fast, but I ain't done running
Wealth can come easily, but I am not done working hard for it.

Picture me driving some wack shit
Imagining me driving an inferior or cheap vehicle.

Picture me folding under pressure, picture that shit
Imagining me crumbling during difficult situations.