Look Around
Look Arround x 2
You would of thought the money ran away
The way I chase it
You would of thought life had face time
The way I faced it
And you be on the bench
You don't play shit
I'm surprised they can't see me
On my A shit
I was with the killers
Yeah I really spray shit
The gun abduct a nigga
Like a mothaf*cking spaceship
I don't battle rap
I'm trying to get me a mill
But if you talking money
Then I f*cking kill
We can bet half a 100k
For the trill
And you gone be the game
How losing 50 feel
Can't no rapper in my city
Even f*ck with me
f*ck your record label
Burn down your company
Cuz when it come to war
I be sitting comfortably
You gone need the devil
If you try and come for me
So much money
They don't even know what I got
Say a prayer hallelujah
For the young good
Look Around
Look Around x 4
It a curse that you hearing
Through your ipod
Black Magic
Someone please turn the lights on
I be spazzin
Yeah my eyes gone
Young legend
Even when I die I'll live long
And may God forgive me
If I live wrong
But they was killing in my city
For that Heroin
A bunch of killers in new eras
With they a's
We don't care if you lift
7ft too tall
These bullets leave holes
The size of footballs
Murder ugly that motherf*cker
Ru Paul
But here they do it broad day
Don't care who saw
Money coming in and out
That's a see-saw
And if the money stop
I start having withdraws
And if the feds ask
I don't f*ck re-call
Since a young'n
All we did was re ball
Say a prayer hallelujah
For the young good
Look Around
Look Around x 4