Look At Me Momma

One to two, three to six, yeah, I made the odds even
When times got tough, my mind escaped to a life worth believing
And they believe me now
If they ain't seeing, then they seeing now
I no longer gotta go dreaming now,

Look at me momma
Woah, I said, look at me momma
Woah, woah, woah, woah
We sitting at the top, won't look to go see the bottom
Had to put in overtime to be great now I got us
So just look at me momma
Woah, I said, look at me momma
Woah, woah, woah, woah
They said that I was done, tried to put me on the timer
But I came around twice, now I'm running shit like Obama
So just look at me momma

To elevate, I had to pray and meditate
Tomorrow not promised, but I'm just grateful of the wake
New York hustle, I gotta go and get this cake
Can't rely on no system that's built to fail us anyway
They, they, they, they shocked I made it like, damn, that's him
Writing raps on broken beds to the stage rapping
There's some who clapped that was laughing
Now I'm touching Kevin Hart money and I ain't had not one laugh since
Look how I came
Struggled through some losses, but we pushed through all the pain
Now I earn my stripes like Christmas candy color canes
When the wind took the umbrella, still kept walking through the rain
Now look how far we came
Don't gotta go back to what we used to
Being what we used to
Man, I've been a star before the stars in that blue coupe
Get it? I be chillin' where the moon do
And I know the top ain't what they used to

Look at me momma
Woah, I said, look at me momma
Woah, woah, woah, woah
We sitting at the top, won't look to go see the bottom
Had to put in overtime to be great now I got us
So just look at me momma
Woah, I said, look at me momma
Woah, woah, woah, woah
They said that I was done, tried to put me on the timer
But I came around twice, now I'm running shit like Obama
So just look at me momma

Ten toes could never fold, you never know
Cause they love you when you hot, but disappear when you cold
Two-seater double-Rs, it was me and my brother Mo
We had a dollar each, we both used to split them butter rolls
Oh shit, I guess it's halftime
The other team got the message
The score told them they don't have time
Now they tryna switch teams
Africa to big queens
Came from the bottom, and now they see me like some ripped jeans
Woah, when I was down bad on my lowest never gave up on myself
See me as competition, and that's why they gave no help
They never check up on you, unless you sitting up in jail
And when them bitches double-C you, they just asking for Chanel
Now I'm sitting at the top
Pushed myself through the door when my own tried to keep it locked
Of course they gon sit, cause I know they can't stand me
But I went and did it for I, we, us, and for the family

Look at me momma
Woah, I said, look at me momma
Woah, woah, woah, woah
We sitting at the top, won't look to go see the bottom
Had to put in overtime to be great now I got us
So just look at me momma
Woah, I said, look at me momma
Woah, woah, woah, woah
They said that I was done, tried to put me on the timer
But I came around twice, now I'm running shit like Obama
So just look at me momma



Credits
Writer(s): Moussa Balde
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