Made You Look

I came straight from the bottle like I ate the worm
Bitch I'm in the grotto with a eighth of herb
And I'm boutta make it swerve
I'm bout that action I can't fake a verb
I'm about to make it worse
Bodies moving round me down to shake the earth
I'll bang it first but who needs to know
This a new beat fasho
You a noobie I know
Tell the difference 'tween a rebel and me
A try hard die hard while I'm leveling streets
Like Godzilla
The god killa who got skrilla
Buried the pot dealer under the hospital
I got riddles
You lost in em ill throw you the hook
What you ain't catch it
Hah! made you look
Ain't got time for your ass so I say I'm booked
Did he really try to ask how a seance look
Man
You'll get buried by my thoughts
You high dawg
Still need your parents to sign off
Ridiculous, you
So high you could ride on a hippogriff
You are a rat I am Pickle Rick
Right
Serving all of y'all an ass whooping pick a dish
Bitches get it twisted they got visions like a licorice
I'm the real shit silly rabbit you should stick with tricks
Sticking it I just like the landing
Dammit I'm the sickest kid
I'm all grown up like the Rugrats did
Raspy
Killin' shit
I swear I'm going bat shit
Nasty
You can't trash me you too green piece
I'm like a wrecking ball going all through these streets
You prolly hit the mall, blow it all on these sneaks
Or buy an I watch for a bitch you known three weeks
I'm more like hit the bar and whip the car in many directions
I got a coke
But I know I'll need some Henny to blend in
Not a penny to spend I guess Ill throw the hook
What you ain't catch it
Hah! made you look
Aye
Big cheese on me looking like I'm posing
Kept it real from the jump
Now showing that I'm chosen
Who feel some way we finally on and feel the need to pout
Aye point em out
He ain't really bout his word of mouth
I'm heading south
Took my talents down Long Beach
Yes I'm bout that money
But a quick grab is the wrong reach
Stick to the plan cause it's all about longevity
Grinding hard
Writing bars
Well into my seventies
Shows on the road overseas out in Germany
With the boys we been living large
Call me heavy D
I'm always in it to win it
There ain't no toning down
Authentic no change or different
That's why they love my style
She looking over got her breaking neck
The game effect
The kitty wants some taming I bet
Just a king in his prime, no I'm not no minister
It's getting sinister, I got the gas she filling up
In the section interjecting venting to me
Her dirty confessions be sounding like my Usher CD
I let her talk but I'm mad cause she holding my weed
I started spacing out
Then it start occurring to me
That we didn't come up over nightly
Sponsors wouldn't write me
I remember kneeling down hands grasped tightly
Praying to the maker asking for some better days
He said
Keep grinding
And go link up with ya nigga HVZE
A black Jet Lee
Kicking shit so gently
Lord of the land and i'm asking for the rent please
Run it up like cardio
I'm mobbing on a ten speed
Straight to the point, en garde like I'm fencing
Product of the East Bay
Fuck the he say she say
Life a little sweeter when you getting to that cheesecake
Wallet with the Ben Frank
Told my maker Gee thanks
Feeling good
Rollin' through the hood
Slappin' Rick James
Now I think it's bout time for the bay to get hyped
Ain't no blocking my shine, you can play this all night
Waited for a long time, now it's time to get right
Think i'm boutta get right
Yeah we boutta get right
Aye