Look At Me

[Produced by Fredonem] [Hook][x2] Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me Ain’t no flex, piece to chess, see the check Look at me, look at me, look at me [Verse 1 – T-Wayne] I was on P Street, they was looking I was in the Chi-town, they booking I was on 45, I was in the D I was at your girl’s house, I ain’t get no sleep Looking, looking, they looking, they looking Got Fred in the lab, cooking I was in the A-Town, I was in the H Shut your whole website down, drop a mixtape They don’t know who? They don’t know what? I ain’t chasing your girlfriend, I was getting them bucks I’ll flex in a tux, I’ll flex on the moon What you I ain’t dropped yet, man it’s still coming soon [Hook][x2] Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me Ain’t no flex, piece to chess, see the check Look at me, look at me, look at me [Verse 2 – Chedda Da Connect] I just got a play, they looking I just love Cali, they booking Say she want to play with me, and she want to stay with me I kicked her out the back, I don’t leave the ho to lay with me Put me in the game coach, put me in the game Hundred yard running on the field, put me in the game I just shut the mall down, went shopping with my crew I just want that full action, bought a thousand pairs of shoes And I’m headed to Hawaii nigga, finna look at blue water nigga Get high with cannabis, I’m flexing, I’m sorry nigga Ooh, I just flew back in a Rari If I took your bitch, I’m sorry [Hook][x2] Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me Ain’t no flex, piece to chess, see the check Look at me, look at me, look at me [Verse 3 – DJ Chose] Look at me, look at me, look at me Look at the way that we grown Look at the way that we shining Now look at the way that we on Look at the flick of the wrist Befriended money, mike a whole brick Nigga but my hands are clean Nigga brought me back 15 I’m in Danco with the M’s All in LA at the supper All of them [?] and them flexing All in NY at the Rutgers Just got off tour with Bun B Nigga we doing them things Hoes come in the room then they get kicked out Word to my nigga Young [?] I’m all out in Brussels with the killers Small time niggas die, you ain’t got to feel us Niggas riding around with the burner on the four wheelers Ain’t no nigga gone tell me they for realer And that’s DJ Chose, nigga that’s DJ Chose Don’t come around, come to my left [?] Nigga we done fucked them hoes [Hook][x2] Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me Ain’t no flex, piece to chess, see the check Look at me, look at me, look at me