Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Don’t Like The Look of It, artist - Kutt Calhoun. Album song Black Gold, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.02.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
I Don’t Like The Look of It |
| Too many people say they love you |
| When they hate you |
| Jealous of you wander lost so really |
| I don’t like the look of it |
| When you shining don’t be blinded |
| By the phony smiling faces |
| That they give, I’m saying |
| I don’t like the look of it |
| Instead of getting on your feet |
| You wanna bring a player down |
| ‘Cause you ain’t doing shit and |
| I don’t like the look of it |
| Friends, family and you bitches |
| If it ain’t about no business |
| You can miss me with it |
| I don’t like the look of it |
| What happened to that phrase |
| I don’t hate, I congratulate |
| Damn, that sounding like a myth I tell you nowadays |
| Everybody they rap too |
| Do beats too, they trap too |
| They on doing them and don’t nobody got your back through |
| This movement, but once you do it, you the shit |
| But they won’t go and buy the album all they do is this |
| Get you that’s when they meet you |
| But talking shit to their people |
| Man that nigga sound ok but he ain’t near fucking with me though |
| That’s the shit that I’m saying can’t nobody shoot a free throw |
| Without hecking love disrespecting y’all |
| Get off your pride and ego |
| And let a nigga that’s doing shit keep doing this |
| Fall back and get laced up |
| ‘Cause evidently you new to this, I grew to this |
| In ever since I been poppin' |
| These bitches steady been hawking |
| My family up in my face if they can’t get it free they gon' copy |
| My homies counting my pockets I can’t even reach in my wallet |
| But these people say that they love me |
| I wish everybody just stop |
| (Hook) |
| I’m already creased I don’t need a storch |
| I’m celebrating heavy I don’t a partner |
| I politic with niggas you ain’t seen in office |
| Behind them scenes of fiction that you dream of calling |
| See me balling why you niggas frowning |
| Know when I put it down and showing I rep the town and |
| Now you being salty, going that extra mile |
| Poking your chest around me, doing your best to clown me |
| ‘Cause I’m in the spot that you wish for and you ain’t |
| When it’s supper time you niggas all tryin dish more but you can’t |
| Instead I’m trying to hook up when you called up what it could’ve been |
| And furthermore what should’ve been |
| I don’t like the look of it |
| Damn shame that you haters can’t support a hometown favorite |
| Even dalates is on fake shit but they don’t need tickets to take care of |
| Real recognize we’re so ripped, you fuck with me then I fuck with you |
| Trust me then I’m trusting you for support of the nicest jest |
| (Hook) |