Sean C, LV, Smoke DZA, Big K.R.I.T., DOM KENNEDY - Look At Us lyrics

Doing real good for a street nigga
Dope shit, Sean C & LV, nigga

Look at you, look at us
Everywhere I go bitches pick us up
Westside, hit 'em up
And when you think of balling picture us
It's my time, live it up
I never gave a fuck about giving up
Just big body Benz' that was kitted up
And coming back home with big
Bags yelling ''split it up''
I talk big shit when I'm fitted up
Get your spending limit up, boy
You been a chump i'm trying to get a Venice
Head before I'm finished up
Versace tortoise shells shades
Shades when I'm vintage'd up
Still looking like Caine, boy
I'm menace'd up
And still praying every night
Not just when it's rough
If you me nigga be my
Nigga ever when it's tough
And be quick, but never in a rush

If these walls could talk
They say "Who fresher?
Than this new age display of trendsetters?"
Money, cars and clothes
What are your endeavors?
Your favorite rapper, favorite rapper, hell
I been better

Let me speak on it, talk shit, ride clean
And like five screens
The rap game made the league
They don't supply rings
Legends build and conquer
What I look like playing for 5 teams?
Nah, I ain't no hoop star, bassline
Spitting bars and crushing beats will get
Me in that coupe car
Bad bitches throw digit's like rose petals
And swing down with a pimp
If they know better i was born this fly so
Where are your feathers?
Been at war with words so
Where are your medals
You talk big shit if your time came
No cameras please
You can't picture my mind frame
Hell, greatness alone means everything
If not, how do you define game?
Boobie Miles lifestyle minus
Unfortunate injury i would go at haters
But I don't have the energy

Right, niggas underdog of 'em all
Underachiever class, I'm one of y'all
Some fold under pressure and some evolve
I was that nigga that thrived
Off the hating and rise to the occasion
Coming live for money making
Home of the brave and ain't no safe haven
It's more like West Craven
What is you people saying?
No way you can contest, you all are less
You niggas is crack sega fresh give it up
Why don't you? Me and my niggas global
Nobody know you so like you you only local
Everybody can't be Mike, get your Pippen on
You think image could save you
Then get your lifting on
I get my piffing on
Smoke 'em if you think I'm wrong
And you tripping on the same
Shit that Mel Gibson on
Niggas must be on dust
End up on your back trying to front on us

Big KRIT, what it be, nigga?
Smoke DZA, where that weed, nigga?
Put this on repeat, nigga