Look At Me Now ft. Apollo Poetic Lyrics

Look at me now

High in the sky and I'm floating on clouds

The way that I shine is so bright

And I'm bound to cast shadows of doubt

So don't come around

Yea

Woo

Look at me now

Got new boots I've been stompin' them out

I've been sighting them up and I'm scoping them down

Head on a swivel they hand me the crown

Click clack boom never civilized rounds

Twelve round scholar they hitting the ground

Lacing up boots going back to my roots

Know the fruits of my labor can show you the truth

And I know what I do is so crucial I'm ready to duel

The truth full of lies and I'm here for that new flow

That new glow

Uh

Slide the whip while I hammer all my new tones

Banging through the city when I pull up to the new shows

Trigger finger itching wish an MC would

Batter up knock them down X'm out no good

Drop when the hair trigger

Pull back

Click

When the mini gun spit wont miss

Kill shit

I'm sick In the head

But the grind make bricks

Versatile my stile

Make the vets wanna quit

You goats want smoke?

Keep quotes round this

No hope for those you know I spit

King Cobra fangs

Drink blood from sticks

My pen cock back Smith and Wesson dont miss

No love

No more

That chrome blown kiss

Chosen Frozen

Blowing down with cold winds

You fighting down the river while I'm batting the ocean

Emotion flows then my rhyme reloads

Spent too much time living at my lows

You never gonna know how Far I go

I'll float

On top of water

God tier coat so flawless author

Wolf wanna feast

I'm born for slaughter

Sheeps gotta meet at the gates and alter

I'm preaching to season them up

Uncaging the beast and he's ready for lunch

Dicing em down now I'm chopping em up

Look at me now

I know they all proud

Been stabbed in the back I'm still pulling it out

I'm gripping on spines like I grip on the mic

I be sending them chills like you're snortin' the white

Walter the chef I'm breakin' the game

I'm cutting it quick slicing beats with a knife

Edge of the blade is the game that I played

I'm cutting it close just to make me a name

Clear look

Through my bedroom door

Thats when my tears

Begin to fall

Because a clear look

Through my bedroom door

Thats when my tears

Begin to fall

Hop out the whip

Smith in the hip but it pull down the fit

The weight that I carry not only the words

But there's AP to spit out the barrel I rip

Bum bum bum

Little drummer get to bumpin'

Ruh ruh run

when the choppa get to bussin

Onna a mission with the missle

Heater seaking when im spitting

Like a fire-breathing dragon I don't ever think of missing

Sights locked in on the pen

Gonna dread what is next

Red dot Russian in

How it ends for ya head

One outta six are The odds you will live

It's better to battle from what's at the end

Of the strikers and lead and It's never unsaid

To take what you will and go leave what you had

Greed is a problem I'm not the drama

Look at me now you can see what you wanna

(Dialog)