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Look At This

 

Look At This

(album: California Poppy 2 - 2020)


They treat me like a god when I been a block
Trying to act like I'm ordinary when I know I'm not
In a neighborhood where they would usually call the cops
But since I'm with such and such and got my money up I guess they not
Look at the tide changes, time change
Way before I had my bar skills right I knew I'd ball like LeBron James
Fresher than your prom date
I just want the head right now, it's been a long day
Don't take it the wrong way
Moving these mountains with my mental, I think
I need counselling for my issues, I feel
More at peace whenever I'm with you yeah
I know I got what they want a piece of
I step on their neck before I ease up
I'd rather work to death than kick my feet up

Cause everything I wanted, I made it
Out of my mind I created it
And didn't miss hers
Now look at this

I bet you're feeling dumb as a bitch if you hated
Bet you feeling goofy for not being patient
Didn't trip
Ooh now look at this
Bitch
Look at this

Frilly nigga with the funnies
LOL, laughing to the bank getting money
Show me don't tell me how much you love me
She gon' send that kitty cat like a Playboy bunny
I love you in the nude
You love me anyway
You could get me, ooh
I'm out of here early afternoon
Looking down while I'm in the clouds, I'm like a balloon
I assume that this plane lands somewhere in Paris
Brr as fuck in these dirty Chuck Taylors
Karma do me good 'cause I did enough favors
If she acting right I might cap and save her
Little belly on her, we do't do the waist trainer, no
We like it natural
That's why when niggas acting fraudulent we pack 'em out
The problem is we get the game and we don't pass it 'round
But when it's meant for you it's coming back around

Cause everything I wanted, I made it
Out of my mind I created it
And didn't miss hers
Now look at this
Look at this

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