so much left to 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 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