Look At Me Now
Yeah, I represent Houston man Ya know they say we country down here But everybody tryna ride blades Everybody wanna ride candy paint Ya feel me?, so I'm just keepin' it trill Like my nigga Bun B say, yeah, ugh, ugh I came along way I went from Cutless to Benz From Benz to Jag on twenty-three inch rims From crack to macs from broke to sacks From water guns, to bee-bees, from bee-bees to gats From stamps to tattoos from home to school Even though I made straight A's I still broke the rules I came along way I went from no shows, to mo' shows I went from Duck Head to Giraud and Polo They all said (Flip, you need to stop rapping) And now I'm rockin' two chains They say please stop cappin' And I'm like what happened I thought we was cool But I gotta strong line So I'm like f**k you! They always said I was a country boy (Country boy) But now they see the rims spinnin' on my candy toy (Toy) They always said I was a country boy (Country boy) Well look at me now bitch, I'm a star (Star) They always said I was a country boy (Country boy) But now they see the rims spinnin' on my candy toy (Toy) They always said I was a country boy (Country boy) Well look at me now bitch, I'm a star (Star) Well I'm a supa-dupa star in a supa-dupa car Got nine DVD's I'm watching the Entourage Nextel, Cellular (Hello) Windows tinted I payed for my ride your Benzo rinted I'm all weed scented 'cause I blow like Snoop And people think I'm flippin' birds 'Cause I'm rollin' in a Coupe And I'm smellin' like Juice Wit twenty rocks on my tooth Y'all doing the Harlem Shake we raise da roof I sprayed the Coupe with ten coats of red And just because blades are choppin' everybody dead And I'm like the Exorcist 'cause I gotta turn a head And we can't go on a date girl if you in the (Red) 'Cause I'll hit you in the head Wit a mothaf**kin' pillow I'ma stay s*cka free like my homie Big Mello (R.I.P) And thats coming straight from me And I'm still a ghetto boy Like Scarface and MJB They always said I was a country boy (Country boy) But now they see the rims spinnin' on my candy toy (Toy) They always said I was a country boy (Country boy) Well look at me now bitch, I'm a star (Star) I ain't ashamed of where I'm from, baby I'm from the hood And if you ask me, how I'm doin'? I'ma say, 'I'm doin' good" And I wish you would pull out a gat and try to jack 'Cause I'm a do you like a egg nigga you gettin cracked I ain't ashamed of where I'm from, baby I'm from the hood If people ask me how I'm doin?" I'ma say, 'I'm doin' good" And I wish you would pull out a gat and try to jack 'Cause I'm a do you like a egg nigga you gettin' cracked All my ex's live in Texas ha ha Yeah, Redd in a Lexus nigga thats how we doin' it Houston know what I'm saying Thats how I'm doing it my nigga did the track All how a*s nigga can't f**k with us f**k y'all watch out for my nigga Redd Doing a show soon down in Nashville In the studio that album coming soon
