Look At It lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro]
Yeah, fool
Ladadada
Uh, yeah
Fool

[Verse]
Finna change the world like color TV
Studio with two O's and a girlfriend with me, b*tch look at it
Here in the booth, my joint straight OG
That's all I smoke b*tch, and you know this if you really know me
I'm rollin' back home in a 6-4 on chrome D's, b*tch look at it
Made it rich from just keepin' it G, never switch
Doing things that wasn't me, an image that I couldn't see
One that I couldn't be, represented heavily
My city and my set until the death of me, b*tch look at it
Slid through, drive by killed you
Flying Spur, three-piece stainless the shoes
Old n*ggas gettin' sick cause the dog gettin' rich
All night, wrappin' bricks, make a wish
Homie on the mix, get it right before we shift, b*tch look at it
Put it on the street, watch 'em flip, it's a trip
Life's sweet but she's also a b*tch
Get her high, f*ck her good while I got the time
You know I stay 747 fly high
24/7, 365, no lie, like b*tch look at it
Mainstream money, underground hustle got me jumpin' into larger tax brackets
Like b*tch look at it
No tint on my Benz like b*tch look at it
Via satellite from my palace, b*tch look at it
You know what's happenin', made it rich from rap trappin', ha
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