Look At Us Now

[Hook] Look at us now, look at, look at us now (x4) [Intro] We the ones you see up on them billboards And we the ones that's buying things you can't afford And I know it fucking kills you, but you gotta get familiar [Hook] [Verse 1] Just think of all the times you wasted hating on my grind You put respect and work into it, but now you're so behind Look at you, you fucking loser I'm so awesome, how much did that cost? Don't worry man, you're future's looking blurry man You get halfway to where I am, you just better hurry man Cause I show no signs of slowing down When I'm in the spot, you know it's going down Wheels up, about to leave the ground When I'm in the UK, [?] make sure I get paid in pounds Hit me when I get back in Don't want a handout, then what the fuck you asking? I remember back when you said I was whack and constantly you bashing But now you know I'm smashing, and you trying to get your ass in [?], but inside I'm just laughing You go and talk, but I know the real reason I got a cold, man, and this is "fuck you" season Do me a favor: just ignore me when you see me I ain't handing out no freebies, if you turn on your TV then you can [Hook] [Verse 2] Wow, look at me now Check out my style, look how I get down Wow, look at your girl, she checking me out when you ain't around Wow, look at her smile, she talking about dome, I like how that sound Wow, look at her now, she open her mouth, I watch it go down Mmm, ah, USDA That means upside down always My niggas pull up a whole bunch of Audis, y'all niggas pull up a whole bunch of Hondis I make the styles, y'all niggas just copy Mmm, ah, watch 'em just jock me Knocking 'em out like I'm Rocky Swallow the lead like Gaddafi [?], swag like I'm Kriss Kross Copped the coupe, took the lifts off, dropped the top then dipped off My girl's foreign like Joan of Arc Keep two of those, like Noah's Ark And that's cause I ball like Michael Jordan You niggas more like George [?] [Hook] [Verse 3: Mike Stud] Now go and drop it lower, this is how I get to know her Got her in the palm of my hand like remote controllers Running through that green like mowers, throw money like I owe her She say "what's the hype about?" I guess I'mma have to show her, yeah Walk in the spot like we running the town She drop it low till she's touching the ground Shaking it for me, I'm throwing this money and making her love me I'm shutting it down Mike Stud, yeah that's me ho Do the breaststroke with your bitch, but we ain't finding Nemo, no Clinton hit me, now I got Clinton with me Probably why I got all these pretty bitches sitting with me, getting with me Giggity, giggity Now I'mma make history, high as Yosemite, got an epiphany Let's sippity till we get lit like a Christmas tree I'm on a roll, ho, moving in slow-mo My life is crazy, yours like J.D., it's just so-so Now the things I used to dream about are finally getting realer And if you ain't know about me, you should probably get familiar [Hook]