[Verse 1]
Look at me now, I blew up in a jiffy
Yeah, no new n***as, always knew 'em if you with me
Made it out the land where they'll shoot you if it's envy
I'm a 90's baby but I grew up in the 60's
Nah I don't bang, ain't no rag to the left
I just walk around with some swag to my step
Pants sagged just a bit and a tab and a limp
Started cashing up checks, now hoes harassing the dick
Yo ma you drive me crazy so I need to take a test drive
Show you how to drive stick, let's ride
And you know it's comin' from the west side
So you know it's more guns and less lies
Can you believed that they told us for making when pigs fly
N***a who you lying to?
I don't look that sick, but n***a that's why I'm flu
Let me remind you bitch, look at me now, cup full of brown
Sippin' on that Henny, n***as hating on me plenty
Upgrade from Explorer to that new car scent
I'm Hip Hop's savior, the new Clark Kent
The new menace in the streets
No lieutenants want the beef
But these n***as won't hold me back, no
These n***as gon' show me racks
Until then, bitch I won't relax, you
[Chorus]
Look at me now, now I got clothes
Now I got bitches, got my own home
Look at me now, now I got dough
Now I got dro and I'm in my zone
Look at me now, I'm signed to Cole
Got me label at 20 years old
Look at me now, I am the man
Now I got fans, so bitch that's a tat
Look at me now
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Look at me now
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Look at me now
Look at me now, now I got clothes
Now I got style, now I got hoes
Yeah, look at me now, now I got clothes
Now I got style, now I got hoes

[Verse 2]
I'm nowhere near done yet, dum-dum just check shit
I won't flex but I've been living for like 9 months off of one check
Lyrics and pussy come quick when my tongue flick
Pussy so dan wet, feel like you jump ship
I'm feelin' myself dawg, I'll give you that dumb shit
I'll give you that substance
I'll give you them straight bombs, I'll give you that Funk Flex
Flow's so cold, don't know what's gon' come next
My n***a I got this, it wasn't too complex
Watch from the curb and weigh up my options
School, drugs and having musical Complex
God spoke to my conscience, n***a went to church
Now I spit the gospel and get paid for when I speak
I could be selling drugs n***a, coulda ran a mook
But I decided to give you n***as this poetry
But if you not too chicken to flip birds, better duck
[Chorus]
Look at me now, now I got clothes
Now I got bitches, got my own home
Look at me now, now I got dough
Now I got dro and I'm in my zone
Look at me now, I'm signed to Cole
Got me label at 20 years old
Look at me now, I am the man
Now I got fans, so bitch that's a tat
Look at me now
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Look at me now
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Y'all ain't really fuckin' with a n***a
Look at me now
Look at me now, now I got clothes
Now I got style, now I got hoes
Yeah, look at me now, now I got clothes
Now I got style, now I got hoes
Look at me now

[Outro]
All eyez on me
Yeah, all eyez on me
Eyez on me
I on' know
I on' know
Yeah, I on' know