Look At Me Now

(Album: Don Season - 2016)

I came up from nothing, my niggas just look at me now
If I had nothing my nigga you wouldn't be 'round
Cause when I had nothing my nigga you couldn't be found
Now look at me now, look, look, look at me

Hit bird off in the drop now
Shirt off and I'm Pac now
Chubby nigga with the top down
I can spend the dub on the watch now
All I ever knew was drug dealer, my role model was the plug nigga
Treat that money like a rug nigga, popping gold bottles in the tub nigga
Like I throw them racks in they face I count a stack everyday
I got a pack on the way, sitting in traffic today
Screaming free my brother 38, they got 'em down for a murder case
Might not get home till he 38 for sending niggas to the pearly gates
I got a chip on my shoulder, I turn that bitch to a chauffeur
I put a brick in the roller
Moving my arms then I hit her with soda
Louboutin I be chilling in loafers
None of this shit was handed to me
This Rollie more than a Grammy to me
All of my niggas is family to me (yeah most of my niggas)
It was us from the start, ducking the narcs
Seeing niggas getting stomped in the park
All of this shit I spit come from the heart
We will not let this shit crumble apart
Paint a picture they in love with the art
I paid attention and I studied the charts
Car garage and it's full of rides
Think Great Adventures when you come in to park

I just be thumbing through hundreds
Watch me go run up that money
I just turned nothing to something
I just came up and they loved it
Now look at me now, look at me, look at me, look at me
Now look at me now, look at me, look at me, look at me
Now look at me now, look at me, look at me, look at me
I came up from nothing, my niggas just look at me now
If I had nothing my nigga you wouldn't be 'round
Cause when I had nothing my nigga you couldn't be found

My hood love me I'm a living legend
Riding round with a Smith and Wesson
Ask God one simple question: "Can I wear my chains when I get to heaven?"
Quarter ounces we was all about it
Play with mine have your door surrounded
There's death on the corner don't walk around it
They'll come and kill you for a small allowance
Now let's take a trip to my past I had to flip what I had
Had to go dig in the stash, triple my last
Run it up fill up the bag 'til its a million in cash
They tryna investigate us, pop died I was devastated
Niggas thought that we would never make it man you had your chance but you hesitated
I know that you telling, I read the statement
All this medication got me meditating
Hit Miami when the weather breaking
Leave there and just head to Vegas
The hunnids and fifties be separated, the hunnids and fifties be segregated
I dirtied the cup and I never chase it
I ain't fuck her I just let her taste it
Patrol cars try to pull me over I ain't even worried nigga let them chase me
Just know you gotta have 200 hundred on the dash nigga if you ever race me
Getting money yeah we really stuntin
When we hit the club we spent 50 hunnids
All the bottles got them bitches fucking
Yeah, we throw that cash cause its plenty coming

I just be thumbing through hundreds
Watch me go run up that money
I just turned nothing to something
I just came up and they loved it
Now look at me now, look at me, look at me, look at me
Now look at me now, look at me, look at me, look at me
Now look at me now, look at me, look at me, look at me
I came up from nothing, my niggas just look at me now
If I had nothing my nigga you wouldn't be 'round
Cause when I had nothing my nigga you couldn't be found