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Look At Me Now

 

Look At Me Now


(Dee, you popping your shit, nigga)

I had to switch it up, I took a different route
I know a lot of niggas who didn't make it out
I had to stay on my grind 'til I made it out
I been popping my shit, nigga, look at me now
Twenty thousand, got 'em booking me now
Straight out the hood, three bank accounts
He told, he a rat like Minnie Mouse
I'd never fold, 'nother nigga's name never in my mouth
I be chasing that bag, never chasing no clout
Put that bag on your ass, killers at your house
Just bought some new land, finna build me a house
Lil' bruh got them bags, came up from an ounce
The trap only got a scale and a couch
Can't count my stash, I be losing my count
Can't keep one bitch, I be switching 'em out
If you see her with me, then I been in her mouth

Sticks on us if it ever go down
Glock 26 got thirty-some rounds
Riding through the 6, that's my side of town
I send a blitz, then I fly out of town
Bad lil' bitch, got her flying in town
Will he hold it down? Only time gon' tell
I never seen a brick on sale
Fuck 12, free Mell
I swear I been giving 'em hell
Not gonna show up unless they pay us
Sold-out show, fans jump in the rear
Like it or love it, we make niggas hate us
Can't go out sad, straight up
Lil' niggas mad, need to get they weight up
Benz all-black, Darth Vader
Dark shades with the Chrome Heart label
I'ma forever get paper

I had to switch it up, I took a different route
I know a lot of niggas who didn't make it out
I had to stay on my grind 'til I made it out
I been popping my shit, nigga, look at me now
Twenty thousand, got 'em booking me now
Straight out the hood, three bank accounts
He told, he a rat like Minnie Mouse
I'd never fold, 'nother nigga's name never in my mouth
I be chasing that bag, never chasing no clout
Put that bag on your ass, killers at your house
Just bought some new land, finna build me a house
Lil' bruh got them bags, came up from an ounce
The trap only got a scale and a couch
Can't count my stash, I be losing my count
Can't keep one bitch, I be switching 'em out
If you see her with me, then I been in her mouth

Took a few losses, I'm winning right now
I lost a few niggas, I wish they was with me right now
Can't wait, I gotta handle that business right now
Went got a sack and now we straight
Hood on my back like an ape
Off-White hoodie, but my shoes, they Bape
Whole lot of guns, just bought us a crate
Whole lot of ice on my neck, let 'em skate
I keep it solid, bitch, I'm never gon' break
I never get tired, don't take no breaks
I be eating so good, gotta say my grace
Hellcat straight eight, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout a chase
SunTrust, BOA, Wells, or the Chase
When you doing well, then they damn sure hate
Change it up, you gotta switch up your pace

I had to switch it up, I took a different route
I know a lot of niggas who didn't make it out
I had to stay on my grind 'til I made it out
I been popping my shit, nigga, look at me now
Twenty thousand, got 'em booking me now
Straight out the hood, three bank accounts
He told, he a rat like Minnie Mouse
I'd never fold, 'nother nigga's name never in my mouth
I be chasing that bag, never chasing no clout
Put that bag on your ass, killers at your house
Just bought some new land, finna build me a house
Lil' bruh got them bags, came up from an ounce
The trap only got a scale and a couch
Can't count my stash, I be losing my count
Can't keep one bitch, I be switching 'em out
If you see her with me, then I been in her mouth

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