Joyner Lucas — Look Around Me

Текст Joyner Lucas — Look Around Me

Man I wish these hoes could see me now, things changed
I remember when I used to beg for change
I done came a long way from the block where these birds got their hands out
Remember lil me? Guess what, motherfucker? I’m the man now
She used to hang up on a nigga when I called, that was year ’round
Now the same bitch wanna give me good brains with her hair down
And that’s funny, and my ex wanna call me, saying that she wanna have me
Talking ’bout «When we getting married?»
Bitch you need to find another pappy, and haters don’t look too happy
Swear it’s my fault, you done turned me to a monster
Fly ass truck, I’m a Tonka, and I ain’t really into the drama
I’d rather get paid, period, no comma
Mind your damn business, homie what you saying?
I done came up, fuck is you talking ’bout? I’m just working
Fuck is you thinking? I got some hurt for the niggas
I got some pork for the bacon, if it ain’t bones that I’m breaking
And I was born on probation, they pulled me over to take me
Inside the border, they drained me and cut me open and gave me
Some fuckin’ potion I’m craving, dammit, look what you made me
I’m just going

Look what I became from where they found me
I think you should take a look around me
I hear people saying things about me
I think you should take a look around me (x3)
I hear people saying things about me
But I think you should take a look around me
Man I wish these hoes could see me now, things changed
I remember when I used to beg for change, that was way back
Now I sit and wait while these niggas plotting payback
Success is on the way
Uhh, I done came a long way from the stoop where the fiends got their hands out
Remember lil old me? Guess what, motherfucker? I’m the man now
He used to run his mouth ’bout me all around the hood, it was man down
And now the same nigga want a fucking autograph, he a fan now
And that’s funny, now my ex girl calling saying that she tryna see us
Talking ’bout «Where we gonna meet up?»
Bitch you need to find another re-up, and haters wanna see me get beat up
Yeah it’s my fault, it done turned me to a psycho
Ass so fat she need lipo, and I ain’t really into the titles
Rather get insurance on the pussy, no Geico
Mind your own business, homie what you saying?
I done came up, fuck is you talking ’bout? I’m just working
Fuck is you wishing, I got some dirt for the pigeons
I got some work for the business so write my words on the ceiling
I hope I’m hurting your feelings, they pulled me over, I went in
Inside the border to check in, they cut me open and gave me
Some fuckin’ potion or medicine, dammit look what you made me
I’m just going