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Look At Me Now
(专辑: 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
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