(Look At You Boy)

[Verse 1: YVNG ENZA]
I heard a homie saying I've been sleeping for a while
But little did he know that I've been running for a mile now
I'm 5 to the fame and I'm focused on the sound
I'm really here to stay I got boys to make proud

I got fans in the city and they never Tom doubt
Grace them with the music when I'm tryna air it out
I'm 5 to the fame and I'm focused on the sound
We all think outside the box, but who's gonna make it out

I told all my homies, I'm quitting the loud
They switched up like Thomas and told me they doubt
I'm 5 to the fame and they fuck with the sound
4 weeks I'm back and I'm puffing it out

I don't feel the haze, but I fuck with the Jay
Sneak dissing on my boy, where the fuck is you now
I'm 5 to the fame and I'm done with the sound
We also got bars, who you tryna astound?

Back to the basics, breaking it down
Fuck with the squad, do it or die
It's Mousa The Tea, in a suit and a tie
Flick of the wrist, we're ahead of our time
[Pre Hook: YVNG ENZA]
Got dough for the bread, the money just pull up
Touch one you're dead, the squad is gonna pull up
Ready to fire, pull up, pull up
Your hun in the front, we gonna pull up, pull up

[Hook: YVNG ENZA]
Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt
Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt
Girls in the back and they Pop up, the purk
Your hun in the front and she pour up the purp
X2

[Verse 2: YVNG ENZA]
I'm about to catch a flight with the vultures
There's dead rapper bodies laying out here
I'm 5 to the fame boy, and oh yeah
Tell these claiming rappers chasing kitty that it's our year

All year, All year, All year
They asked me when we're dropping I said all year
I'm 5 to the fame I need a lawyer
I can't wait to tell all you people that I told you

Don't be calling my phone I don't owe you
She just spent the night I don't know her
I'm 5 to the fame like I told you
She wanna lean and cry so I shoulder
I mean show her, yeah show her
I drive it and she ride it I'm the Chauffeur
Yeah I'm 5 to the fame like I told you
A couple more drops and we'll be chilling in the tour bus

Mousa, just logged online
Keep talking shit that's your life on the line
Ain't scared to pull we can pay for the crime
Flick of the wrist we're ahead of our time

[Pre Hook: YVNG ENZA]
Got dough for the bread, the money just pull up
Touch one you're dead, the squad is gonna pull up
Ready to fire, pull up, pull up
Your hun in the front, we gonna pull up, pull up

[Hook: YVNG ENZA]
Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt
Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt
Girls in the back and they Pop up, the purk
Your hun in the front and she pour up the purp
X2

[Outro: Jay Kahli]
Yo, you see all that shit you've been planning this year
Pan that shit to the side n***a
It's fire season
YVNG ENZA ready to take all your shit
(ENZA Got That Action So We Shoot Right Where Your Chest Is)