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Look At U

 

Look At U

(album: Still Finessin' - 2016)


They was talking, they was saying, I was praying
They was talking, I was paying
All my dues, yeah, look at you, yeah
Take one look at me, you see how you should act
Take one look at me and take all that shit back
Now look at you, now look at you
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

I won't take no bullshit, bitch, it's 2016
You gon' pay me for that feature
I don't want your fucking friendship
I ain't never ask for favors so I never do no favors
I was plotting way back when my dad used to live in Decatur
I'ma need a hunnid million and a front page of The Fader
Look at how those tables turned
You waiting tables while I'm counting paper
I ain't really fuck with them niggas back in high school
Don't go tell your kids that we was friends in fucking high school
Bitch, I wasn't your type, cool, now my hunnids, tight, blue
Now whenever you DM me, I'm not gonna type you
Shit, I'm probably lying, I would slide through for that top, ayy
I don't trust nobody, put a sight view on my Glock, ayy
Michael Jordan, how I'm balling, Michael Jackson with my moves
I was talking 'bout my plays, they say I'm walking on the moon
He bragging, say he did, say he came in with a silver spoon
Deserve a mansion
How I used to crash in different living rooms (yah)

They was talking, they was saying (sayin')
I was praying (I was prayin')
They was talking, I was paying (yuh)
All my dues, yeah (all my dues, all my dues)
Look at you, yeah (take a look)
Take one look at me, you see how you should act (yuh)
Take one look at me and take all that shit back (ayy, look)
Now look at you, now look at you (yah)
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Yeah, I feel entitled, bitch, don't throw me in no coach class
Niggas rapping 'bout that Goyard, their girls in Coach bags
They say I spot that money, I got that and the most swag
Had to VVS, my Jesus, praises to the most high
My shooter in that burgundy but he don't rep' no Roll Tide
When we out in Cali, drive that Lambo' like a low rider
Fuck an opp, tryna stop us, we gon' pop 'em like Flo Rida
And my shooter always with me in that foreign like a co-pilot
Better not try him, hothead like Ghost Rider
Niggas steal my raps so much, I should've been a ghostwriter
Nigga saw you scoping like colloidal, almost died
Almost got dementia, I just pulled like 20 all-nighters
Let me say something for the hoes that just don't know
You was getting played by my bro, I was getting plays on OVO
She take off her open toes then ride me like a rodeo
I know a simple ho will buss' it, thinking that she finna glo

They was talking, they was saying (sayin')
I was praying (I was prayin')
They was talking, I was paying (yuh)
All my dues, yeah (all my dues, all my dues)
Look at you, yeah (take a look)
Take one look at me, you see how you should act (yuh)
Take one look at me and take all that shit back (ayy, look)
Now look at you, now look at you (yah)
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

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