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Look at Me Now Video (MV)




Performed By: K.O. TrvpVibes
Length: 3:02
Written by: Kenneth Mason




K.O. TrvpVibes - Look at Me Now Lyrics




I was jus down inna Trenches but look at me now
Wen I run up all dis money you cannot come round
Cuz wen a young nigga didn't have nuin you couldn't be found

Lately I been smokin A1
I ain't been able to think straight
Ima hustle till my day come
I feel sorry for Niggaz dats Inna way
Savin Dese hoes boa you need a cape
My mama didn't raise me to be dat way
I'm juss lookin fa da gold bags
Where I'm from do whateva to get da cake
Born in stroger raised up by da lake
Onna east you could catch me right by dat station
Sippin syrup and its medication
Inna trap we get heavily medicated
Them opp Niggaz leave em devastated
Money pilin and my mama smilin
My head blazin and da Tec waivin
If you cross me den it's gonna be a problem
Catch a oppa send em to da doctor
Lawyer beating shit like dat nigga proctor
He ain't gotta option
We do dirt inna streets but we keep it lowkey cuz da Feds watchin

Plenty people told me go and get It
Inna wrangler all of da doors missin
Freak bitches Molly got em kissin
Cut da head off snake ain't no more hissin I shook da hands of a f*ckin killa
All I hang around is f*ckin drug dealers
Fake Niggaz trynna get wit it
Only real niggas dats gon sit wit me

My fingaz itchin and dat paper flowin Ima keep it comin I ain't neva trippin
Plug wit me if I need a pint we jus catch a flight and juss complete da mission
I can't hear you talkin cuz you Niggaz walkin and yo bitches stalkin why you sneak dissin
Digi scales and dem plastic baggies yea dats all we had weont needa pinchen

I'm trappin smoke down da f*ckin shore yea dats ova east if you ain't kno
I ain't takin shorts man you Niggaz broke try da rob 30 on me can't go
Wen I'm inna field call me steph curry I a take ya life wit a mask on
Inna foreign wit a bad bitch finna take ha home see wat dat ass on
2 double O onna Aston wen I cop it I see wat da dash on
I keep it comin talkin cash flow
I was servin feins out da back doe
On 79th wit da Mac hoe
Free my nigga MIMMS 20 max doe
Dey gave my nigga 20 max doe
Dey gave my nigga 20 calendars
Roll on me not a cheap NIGGA I jus can't stand wen dey tax doe
Chalk a nigga like a black board
Ima be a legend watchu rap for
Took some Ls inna f*ckin Trenches but I bounce back like a back board
Had a jeep we was Trappin hoopties and I spent like a rack and some change for it
Get some money neva change for it
Trade Da paper fa Da Range Rover
K.O. Savage finna take ova

I was jus down inna Trenches but look at me now
Wen I run up all dis money you cannot come round
Cuz wen a young nigga didn't have nuin you couldn't be found
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I was jus down inna Trenches but look at me now
Wen I run up all dis money you cannot come round
Cuz wen a young nigga didn't have nuin you couldn't be found

Lately I been smokin A1
I ain't been able to think straight
Ima hustle till my day come
I feel sorry for Niggaz dats Inna way
Savin Dese hoes boa you need a cape
My mama didn't raise me to be dat way
I'm juss lookin fa da gold bags
Where I'm from do whateva to get da cake
Born in stroger raised up by da lake
Onna east you could catch me right by dat station
Sippin syrup and its medication
Inna trap we get heavily medicated
Them opp Niggaz leave em devastated
Money pilin and my mama smilin
My head blazin and da Tec waivin
If you cross me den it's gonna be a problem
Catch a oppa send em to da doctor
Lawyer beating shit like dat nigga proctor
He ain't gotta option
We do dirt inna streets but we keep it lowkey cuz da Feds watchin

Plenty people told me go and get It
Inna wrangler all of da doors missin
Freak bitches Molly got em kissin
Cut da head off snake ain't no more hissin I shook da hands of a f*ckin killa
All I hang around is f*ckin drug dealers
Fake Niggaz trynna get wit it
Only real niggas dats gon sit wit me

My fingaz itchin and dat paper flowin Ima keep it comin I ain't neva trippin
Plug wit me if I need a pint we jus catch a flight and juss complete da mission
I can't hear you talkin cuz you Niggaz walkin and yo bitches stalkin why you sneak dissin
Digi scales and dem plastic baggies yea dats all we had weont needa pinchen

I'm trappin smoke down da f*ckin shore yea dats ova east if you ain't kno
I ain't takin shorts man you Niggaz broke try da rob 30 on me can't go
Wen I'm inna field call me steph curry I a take ya life wit a mask on
Inna foreign wit a bad bitch finna take ha home see wat dat ass on
2 double O onna Aston wen I cop it I see wat da dash on
I keep it comin talkin cash flow
I was servin feins out da back doe
On 79th wit da Mac hoe
Free my nigga MIMMS 20 max doe
Dey gave my nigga 20 max doe
Dey gave my nigga 20 calendars
Roll on me not a cheap NIGGA I jus can't stand wen dey tax doe
Chalk a nigga like a black board
Ima be a legend watchu rap for
Took some Ls inna f*ckin Trenches but I bounce back like a back board
Had a jeep we was Trappin hoopties and I spent like a rack and some change for it
Get some money neva change for it
Trade Da paper fa Da Range Rover
K.O. Savage finna take ova

I was jus down inna Trenches but look at me now
Wen I run up all dis money you cannot come round
Cuz wen a young nigga didn't have nuin you couldn't be found
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Writer: Kenneth Mason
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