Look At Him

That's right
Park Ave
Nigma Baby baby

What you finna tell a nigga with the world in his palm, ever calm, sipping Jack
Rolling L's, spending racks, scheme on how to get it back
Never crack, ships they sinking
We iceberg cold, never fold, mental hold willpower like Jada Pinkett
Roll diesel like Kevin Nash, currency I gotta get that stashed
It gotta be a better way than playing lottery
This nine to five is jocking me, that's why I roll a lot of trees
Ain't no stopping the prophecy of a real nigga
In the house but I work like a field nigga
On the real nigga
II ain't conscious or trap, it's just lost raps from a real winner
I ain't even tryna get a deal, nigga
I be on the mic, showing off the skills, pay the bills
Keep my niggas straight, let them niggas hate
Turn a heel, kill everything, make a couple mills
Maybe four, maybe five, maybe views from the six, nigga
I ain't even talk about my first year
Switching lanes on the lames with my main thing
Same sick chains when I switch from the first gear
Y'all hear new shit, do a remix
Dope shit, make me wanna drop street shit
No wine, but I got me a sweet bitch
Jump shot, throw the weed in the sweet swish
I can't believe, motherfuckers on the mic got me on the field with rookies
Sucking on them tits while I'm stacking them chips, I call that milk and cookies

Roll something up for the players and the pimps
Feasting on the steak and the lobster with the shrimps
Riding on them Jordans, looking shiny with the rims
Everywhere he go, them bitches whisper look at him
Roll something up for the players and the pimps
Feasting on the steak and the lobster with the shrimps
Riding on them Jordans, looking shiny with the rims
Everywhere he go, them bitches whisper look at him
They looking like

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
Got all these damn medallions, boy, the game belong to me
Tryna keep my kings on balance, meanwhile get they minds out them streets
But you gotta do what you gotta do pimp,
So by all means, hold it down for your peeps
We elite, podiatry how I show them all defeat
These niggas is bunyons, corny
I do this shit for the future princes & the kings that came before me
For the queens that's 'bout they business
Never waiting on a man to eat
For the paper, she a warrior princess
Xenophobe to the mind of the weak
Killing game, started working it out
Put the flow up in the air, started murkin' it out
Put the booty in my lap and get to twerkin' it out
Keep a knuckle for the haters that be lurking about
Fill the swisher with the kush and it's the perfect amount
I'm riding high like Kid Goku
Soon everywhere the hoes gone see me and try to front like, "yo, I know you"

Roll something up for the players and the pimps
Feasting on the steak and the lobster with the shrimps
Riding on them Jordans, looking shiny with the rims
Everywhere he go, them bitches whisper look at him
Roll something up for the players and the pimps
Feasting on the steak and the lobster with the shrimps
Riding on them Jordans, looking shiny with the rims
Everywhere he go, them bitches whisper look at him
They looking like