Look At Me Now
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Look At Me Now
I came up from nothing, my ni***, just look at me now
If I had nothing, my ni***, you wouldn't be 'round
'Cause when I had nothing, my ni***, you couldn't be found
Now look at me now
Look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me
Hit bird off in the drop now
Shirt off like I'm Pac now
Chubby ni*** with the top down
I can spend the dub on the watch now
All I ever knew was drug dealers, my role model was the plug ni***
Treat that money like a rug ni***, popping gold bottles in the tub ni***
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 'til 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 Rover
Moving my arms then I hit her with soda
Louboutin I be chilling in loafers
None of this shit here 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, look at, now look at me now
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
I came up from nothing, my ni***, just look at me now
If I had nothing, my ni***, you wouldn't be 'round
'Cause when I had nothing, my ni***, you couldn't be found
Bitch
Now look at me now
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 mines, 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 dirty my cup and I never chase it
I ain't f*** her I just let her taste it
Patrol cars try to pull me over I ain't even worried, ni***, let them chase me
Just know you gotta have 200 hundred on the dash, ni***, 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 fuc***
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, look at, now look at me now
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
I came up from nothing, my ni***, just look at me now
If I had nothing, my ni***, you wouldn't be 'round
'Cause when I had nothing, my ni***, you couldn't be found
Bitch
Now look at me now