Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Look At Me Now, artist - Beanie Sigel.
Date of issue: 28.03.2005
Song language: English
Look At Me Now |
My head was knotty then |
Nose- snotty then |
Sweats, no pockets then |
Sweatin'?, no problems then |
Fats? |
off the potty then |
News? |
watched karate then… |
Muddas playin' Double Dutch, she was hop-scotchin' then |
Me? |
girl watchin' them |
Crooked letter, I (I) |
Hump-back, tryna hump that, yes I (I)… |
Couldn’t play with Cousin Pooh |
They thought I was mockin' him |
Grams? |
said I was devilish |
Been knew I was rotten then |
School? |
been dropped out |
Never really clockin' in |
Pops? |
been dropped out |
Neva really stoppin' in… |
Moms? |
tryna lock me out |
Cops? |
tryna lock me in |
Damn, devilish one with Pellet-guns |
Grew from sling-shottin' them… |
To sling-shootin' them dice all day |
Kept hook, shot nice all day |
Right hook, fight nights all day |
Nigga left all night |
To keep money right all day |
Breaking night, all day |
If you could look at me now 2X |
If you could look at me now |
Let me smoke with you young’in |
Y’all was pop-lockin' then |
Card-board boxin then |
Me- |
I was up the center |
3-D lockin' in |
Strong-arm robbin then |
Started car poppin' in |
ME- |
Skinny toots, Telly boots, Marley Park and El |
Got in junk with Passyunk |
Wilson Park and them- |
Different jects different sets |
Started sparkin him- |
I had the four-teen gauge |
My nigga Larken then |
How it made front page |
-He caught a spark from them |
He got gauged in his leg |
Still was walkin' then |
8-toss, shook it off |
Kept sparkin' them |
All heads ain’t help |
We had more heart then them |
We squashed that war |
Got some wall, stayed apart from them |
Down in Iraq, they give me dap |
I’m takin' pounds from clowns |
You shake my hand like a grown man (grown man) |
Ya ain’t see it like Tony and old man |
Mob-style ferreal |
This is my life-style f’real |
Beanie Sigel (background) — |
If you could look at me now |
…Now its big buisnesses |
You see them big Bentley-skids |
You see them Bee’s on those shiny-ass |
Rims of his |
You can’t find him in the woods |
With his kids with his |
Mob cookin breakfast with no S.W.A.T |
A good day this is |
You could bull-shit with rap if you want |
I pull the bull-shit to the back |
And put rap to the front |
Now I’m State-Prop flickin' it |
State-Prop stitchin' it |
I’m paper soldier y’all |
Your boy gettin' rich |
I see a kids hair -knotty now. |
They nose -snotty now |
So what I do |
I try to turn they frown around |
I make 'em smile a day |
If only for a -while a day |
I give them dollar-day |
That’s my ghetto -holliday |
I must say for myself |
I’m feelin proud today |
My life is shaped |
Like I run about a mile a day |
I dedicate this to the one’s that counted me out |
And looked at me down |
Just look at me now |
I know y’all see me |
Look at me now man |
I’m killin this shit |
Sheed, check your boy out man |
Your boy got buisnesses man |
I done came up on my own nigga |
I’m a ceo nigga |
Clothing line… cartoons, movies, name it nigga |
Bullshit with rap if you want |
…I'm a big-boy-toy driver nigga |
With unlaced Air Force 1's with no license |
Holla at me nigga |
Yall can’t tell me shit |
Look at me now |