Look Up
Look up, look up
I never look up
I see another motherfucker
Trying to tell me what's up
Too good
To be
To see
Not an average MC
Got a couple thousand rhymes that'll never release
Too much, too much
Saying too much
I bet if anybody see me they will never come up
Too fly, too high
Goodbye
"Man you doing too much"
Really everybody wanna say I'm doing too much
Not enough for the dream, fuck that
Hit them with a few joints that'll make 'em step back, huh
Never touch, never see, fuck that
Got a tape full of winnings that'll make 'em rep that, huh
And check me out
Is there another wannabe trying to check me out?
Check-in, check-in, check-in
Fuck that
A managerial rapper, I'm making cutbacks
Haha
And you first, bitch
You want to be an accessory like a purse is
You tryna be me and see me and copy verses
I'm kind of bobbing and weaving like I was cursive
Ha,
But that's the first tip
You gotta come in and show me that you are worth it
Cuz when you running the game and doing laps
Never panic always manic and the worse is...
Look up, look up
I never look up
I see another motherfucker
Trying to tell me what's up
Too good
To be
To see
Not an average MC
Got a couple thousand rhymes that'll never release
Too much, too much
Saying too much
I bet if anybody see me they will never come up
Too fly, too high
Goodbye
"Man you doing too much"
Really everybody wanna say I'm doing too much
This a mindset, never mind it
On my worst days, gotta find it
Wanna time it, wanna rhyme it
On my best days, gotta chime in
Better chime in
Shit I'm under pressure but a diamond
Put the work in, pull the curtain
I'm alertin', I be merkin'
Never lurkin', on a surface
You don't see me, you don't be me
Wanna be me
You are really looking at a winner POV
We are not the same, quit comparing you and me
Call it how I see it, I don't take in what you preach
How I'm in the kitchen straight whipping on the beat?
If it's in my bones then I'm cooking all the meat
If it's in my nose then I boogie on the beat
If I see a throne then I'm sitting on the seat
If I sit alone imma stand up on my feet
Okay, okay
Now I'm gonna
Look up, look up
I never look up
I see another motherfucker
Trying to tell me what's up
Too good
To be
To see
Not an average MC
Got a couple thousand rhymes that'll never release
I never look up
I see another motherfucker
Trying to tell me what's up
Too good
To be
To see
Not an average MC
Got a couple thousand rhymes that'll never release
Too much, too much
Saying too much
I bet if anybody see me they will never come up
Too fly, too high
Goodbye
"Man you doing too much"
Really everybody wanna say I'm doing too much
Not enough for the dream, fuck that
Hit them with a few joints that'll make 'em step back, huh
Never touch, never see, fuck that
Got a tape full of winnings that'll make 'em rep that, huh
And check me out
Is there another wannabe trying to check me out?
Check-in, check-in, check-in
Fuck that
A managerial rapper, I'm making cutbacks
Haha
And you first, bitch
You want to be an accessory like a purse is
You tryna be me and see me and copy verses
I'm kind of bobbing and weaving like I was cursive
Ha,
But that's the first tip
You gotta come in and show me that you are worth it
Cuz when you running the game and doing laps
Never panic always manic and the worse is...
Look up, look up
I never look up
I see another motherfucker
Trying to tell me what's up
Too good
To be
To see
Not an average MC
Got a couple thousand rhymes that'll never release
Too much, too much
Saying too much
I bet if anybody see me they will never come up
Too fly, too high
Goodbye
"Man you doing too much"
Really everybody wanna say I'm doing too much
This a mindset, never mind it
On my worst days, gotta find it
Wanna time it, wanna rhyme it
On my best days, gotta chime in
Better chime in
Shit I'm under pressure but a diamond
Put the work in, pull the curtain
I'm alertin', I be merkin'
Never lurkin', on a surface
You don't see me, you don't be me
Wanna be me
You are really looking at a winner POV
We are not the same, quit comparing you and me
Call it how I see it, I don't take in what you preach
How I'm in the kitchen straight whipping on the beat?
If it's in my bones then I'm cooking all the meat
If it's in my nose then I boogie on the beat
If I see a throne then I'm sitting on the seat
If I sit alone imma stand up on my feet
Okay, okay
Now I'm gonna
Look up, look up
I never look up
I see another motherfucker
Trying to tell me what's up
Too good
To be
To see
Not an average MC
Got a couple thousand rhymes that'll never release
Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Toher
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