| Still the same young nigga from Zone 6
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| I ain’t used to have shit, nigga, look at me now
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| Used to have to wear the hand-me-downs
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| Now I’m Designer everything, look at me now
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| Same dopeman that I used to look up to, nigga
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| Now they look at me now
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| Couple of little bitches I couldn’t fuck back in the day
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| Now they be staring me down
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| Look at me now
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| Found me a plug and I stayed down, nigga, look at me now
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| Look at me now
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| Used to try to flip seven grams, now I smoke it out the pound
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| Look at me now
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| Bad bitches used to turn me down, now they going down, nigga
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| Look at me now
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| Look at me now
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| Looking for me? |
| Look up, not down
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| I need a 'migo with a thousand pounds
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| Went from never leaving 1'5 to going town to town
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| I keep a couple of shooters in the background
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| Look at me now
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| Look at what I done found
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| A lot of plugs on a lot of drugs, I’m sending everything to the country town
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| My Louboutins spiked like a porcupine
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| Can’t fuck with these niggas, they droppin dimes
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| You know me, I need mine, every dime
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| Got your baby mama on my main line
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| Look at me now, but don’t look too hard 'cause I still got that iron
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| I walk in with the Rollie on me now, they looking at me like a sign
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| Look at me now
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| Still the same young nigga from Zone 6
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| I ain’t used to have shit, nigga, look at me now
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| Used to have to wear the hand-me-downs
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| Now I’m Designer everything, look at me now
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| Same dopeman that I used to look up to, nigga
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| Now they look at me now
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| Couple of little bitches I couldn’t fuck back in the day
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| Now they be staring me down
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| Look at me now
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| Found me a plug and I stayed down, nigga, look at me now
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| Look at me now
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| Used to try to flip seven grams, now I smoke it out the pound
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| Look at me now
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| Bad bitches used to turn me down, now they going down, nigga
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| Look at me now
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| Look at me now
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| Got a plug now, made the pack touch down
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| Wrap it, drink it, Pimp C, Underground
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| Scram with the pack like I ran to Cunningham
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| Low-key, nigga, pitch it underhand
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| Bricks in the Pinto, it’s worth a hundred grand
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| Shawty got units in the city, I’m the man
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| Nigga, I ain’t taxing, call me uncle Dan
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| I got the packs gone soon as they come in
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| Got the junkies coming off a recommend
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| Got your bitch asking what I’m steppin in
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| Got a whole mid truck, I’m a Mexican
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| I need cookies and lean, that’s my medicine
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| Got bands on me like I had a settlement
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| Been had the OG, nigga, I’m a veteran
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| Dave a year ago to David Letterman
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| Stick with my niggas, all my niggas relevant
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| Still the same young nigga from Zone 6
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| I ain’t used to have shit, nigga, look at me now
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| Used to have to wear the hand-me-downs
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| Now I’m Designer everything, look at me now
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| Same dopeman that I used to look up to, nigga
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| Now they look at me now
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| Couple of little bitches I couldn’t fuck back in the day
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| Now they be staring me down
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| Look at me now
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| Found me a plug and I stayed down, nigga, look at me now
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| Look at me now
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| Used to try to flip seven grams, now I smoke it out the pound
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| Look at me now
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| Bad bitches used to turn me down, now they going down, nigga
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| Look at me now
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| Look at me now |