Lookatme
I got a taste for something that's better
Than pussy lips, duck a 9-5 they only
Paying a tip, I rather cop a O of dog food
And make that bag flip, hearing talking
In the background from scary ass ad-libs
Walking the path of riches with my
Black air maxes, credit card fucked up
Navy Fed taxing, got no weed got no
Bitch, got the beat so I'm snapping
The trill Israelite, hoe ain't nothing 'bout
Me light skin
We in the function fucked up off of
Hen and crown, put Coca Cola in it
Just to make it dark brown, ya lost
Never found, Boston rolling up the sound
Yeah I read my Bible, I ain't trying to
Burn underground, nigga what, taking
Acid trips to Babylon, these glasses ain't
Sold in store, you can't see what I'm on
Kick and push the skateboard
Sweat through my drawers
I know them hoes laughing 'til they
Hear my lion roar
So look at me motherfucker
Look at me
Look at me motherfucker
Look at me
My name is A J H U N N I D
And I came to light this
Bitch in 3rd degree
Humble yourself and then you gon'
Be exalted, I hope so soon still put
My lips under the faucet, they calling
Back but I never be calling, I'm on my
Shit but I never be stalling man where
The gas at? Remember when I ain't used
To smoke weed, then sister heard about
It and she said oh poor me, is that the
Reason for poor me? Nah that's just the
Hoe in me, had to pimp that trick out
Got to keep my faith growing, I say
Fuck the world map cause I know just
Where I'm going man my engine
Stopped working, money stopped
Flowing, now I'm in that caddy red lac
Got no time to sip and drank, you want
To take her out to eat, I'm 'bout to take
Her to the bank, niggas said they could
But can't, I'm still swimming I ain't sank
You gon' watch me fix these pockets
Cause you see me at my break now
Look at me motherfucker
Look at me
Look at me motherfucker
Look at me
My name is A J H U N N I D
And I came to light this bitch
In 3rd degree
Than pussy lips, duck a 9-5 they only
Paying a tip, I rather cop a O of dog food
And make that bag flip, hearing talking
In the background from scary ass ad-libs
Walking the path of riches with my
Black air maxes, credit card fucked up
Navy Fed taxing, got no weed got no
Bitch, got the beat so I'm snapping
The trill Israelite, hoe ain't nothing 'bout
Me light skin
We in the function fucked up off of
Hen and crown, put Coca Cola in it
Just to make it dark brown, ya lost
Never found, Boston rolling up the sound
Yeah I read my Bible, I ain't trying to
Burn underground, nigga what, taking
Acid trips to Babylon, these glasses ain't
Sold in store, you can't see what I'm on
Kick and push the skateboard
Sweat through my drawers
I know them hoes laughing 'til they
Hear my lion roar
So look at me motherfucker
Look at me
Look at me motherfucker
Look at me
My name is A J H U N N I D
And I came to light this
Bitch in 3rd degree
Humble yourself and then you gon'
Be exalted, I hope so soon still put
My lips under the faucet, they calling
Back but I never be calling, I'm on my
Shit but I never be stalling man where
The gas at? Remember when I ain't used
To smoke weed, then sister heard about
It and she said oh poor me, is that the
Reason for poor me? Nah that's just the
Hoe in me, had to pimp that trick out
Got to keep my faith growing, I say
Fuck the world map cause I know just
Where I'm going man my engine
Stopped working, money stopped
Flowing, now I'm in that caddy red lac
Got no time to sip and drank, you want
To take her out to eat, I'm 'bout to take
Her to the bank, niggas said they could
But can't, I'm still swimming I ain't sank
You gon' watch me fix these pockets
Cause you see me at my break now
Look at me motherfucker
Look at me
Look at me motherfucker
Look at me
My name is A J H U N N I D
And I came to light this bitch
In 3rd degree
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Writer(s): Armon Haynes
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