Lyrics Look At Me - Lil Scrappy, Dâm-Funk

Look At Me

I got my own shoe*
I pay my own due
I got my own girl
I got my hore
I got my own shit
Just like my own weed
So just get upon…
I’m not talking shit
Look at me
This little…
Can you chase it?
Kept my own money home
Why would I waste it?
Money got…
Of course I’m gonna chase it
Got my own…
So you know I got to face it
Girl you see me
You know I got my own
So they holler
Girl if you don’t have your own
Don’t bother
Cause truffle I was told by my mama
She said any girl I get mixed up her pockets ta-ta
You ain’t get no…
I got my own bitches
Own houses own cash
If I’m doing dirt
Man I’m on my own task
Got my own good
And my own mess
… I’ll be owned
… keep your weed man
I got my own man
I know you heard it
I’m a grown man
I walk my own streets
So I got my own…
What’s wrong with you dude?
Why you ain’t got your own shoes?
You’re all news
And you’re old on views
… you’re on your own homey
I know it started to feel like it’s something wrong dummy
I got my own… you can’t trace them
My own life own taste
Every day I eat…
Try to replace them
You can’t cause they’re all mine
I clean my won street with two…
You better watch how you move boy
Don’t speak
Rock boy
But not with J-lo
You can get a hello
Baby I’m on my own
Bitch I’m real
Why you are all up in my grill?
Just got to slow dose
And I need a refill