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nick cannon - used to look up to you lyrics
[intro]
hollywood bangerz
never thought i’d see the day when you talk like a f-ckin’ punk
f-ck you, man
yo, chill
no, f-ck chill
you gotta sn-tch some collars and let them motherf-ckers know you there to take them out
any time you feel like it
you gotta get the ground beneath your feet, partner
get the wind behind your back and go out in a blaze if you got to
otherwise, you ain’t sh-t
you might as well be dead your d-mn self
tryna tell me i ain’t sh-t?
i ain’t tryna tell you sh-t
i’ll tell your mama you ain’t sh-t
[chorus]
if i was a shorty, i wouldn’t look up to y’all n-ggas, ayy
whole lot of fu’ f-ck sh-t, i can’t f-ck with y’all n-ggas, ayy
my loyalty run deep, just know i’m stuck with my n-ggas
you probably dead, bullet in your head, leave it all up to my n-ggas, ayy
i’ve been dealing with problem after problem
how you his artist, ain’t starvin’?
i know you shot before a target
thought it was easy, bye-bye to g marshall
turn up on ’em like i’m off a molly
lift him like a dolly, hit him with the shotty, ayy
f-ck ’em all, no condom
f-ck it, i’ll never say sorry
[verse 1]
i been really coolin’ in a mansion
shorty on me, said my diamonds dancing
bend her over, hit her with the cannon
take that p-ssy to another planet
talk about me, i don’t understand it
all these haters on me ’cause i’m feeding families
money on his head, n0body know what happened
if you pull up on me, then you know we clappin’
i could take your b-tch and put her on a mattress
boy, you love to make love, she want it faster
n-ggas out here tweetin’ like they been a savage
d-ck ridin’ lil’ marshall mathers
had to put on my turban like i’m aladdin
n-ggas out here cappin’, black lives matter
we don’t ever see you, boy, you like a shadow
got him curling up, armadillo
pillow talking leave you on a pillow
n-gga, come get a job from me
we got somethin’ that’ll fix the issue
bring that wild’n out chick with you
you switched up on me like i was against you
f-ck that b-tch unless she been official
d-mn, i thought you ‘posed to been a legend
now that boy all up in his feelings
[chorus]
if i was a shorty, i wouldn’t look up to y’all n-ggas, ayy
whole lot of fu’ f-ck sh-t, i can’t f-ck with y’all n-ggas, ayy
my loyalty run deep, just know i’m stuck with my n-ggas
you probably dead, bullet in your head, leave it all up to my n-ggas, ayy
i’ve been dealing with problem after problem
how you his artist, ain’t starvin’?
i know you shot before a target
thought it was easy, bye-bye to g marshall
turn up on ’em like i’m off a molly
lift him like a dolly, hit him with the shotty, ayy
f-ck ’em all, no condom
f-ck it, i’ll never say sorry
[verse 2]
i lost some b-tches that said they was with me
i lost some n-ggas, them n-ggas was b-tches
kept it cool, never did it for attention
never had a gimmick, always been the realest, yeah
used to call n-ggas big bro and sh-t
look up to n-ggas, they on phony sh-t
talkin’ crazy ’bout me, i ain’t notice sh-t
should’ve seen the fake, but i ain’t notice it
i don’t owe you, you don’t owe me sh-t
i bounce right back on ’em, i kobe sh-t
actin’ like n-ggas ain’t told me sh-t
f-ck all that, f-ck all that friend and that homie sh-t
n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me, they don’t know what to do
pull up with the gang, that sh-t ncredible
if you my mans, then i never front on you
not for no ho, see, that i won’t ever do
n-ggas sneak dissing, but that sh-t is federal
thought you was solid, you soft as an edible
‘posed to make the money, but money makin’ you
all your old music, we used to relate to you
why you hate on me, cuz? i never hate on you
n-ggas talk about you, i would debate on you
sold all them albums but numbers don’t make you move
these n-ggas fake
[chorus]
if i was a shorty, i wouldn’t look up to y’all n-ggas, ayy
whole lot of fu’ f-ck sh-t, i can’t f-ck with y’all n-ggas, ayy
my loyalty run deep, just know i’m stuck with my n-ggas
you probably dead, bullet in your head, leave it all up to my n-ggas, ayy
i’ve been dealing with problem after problem
how you his artist, ain’t starvin’?
i know you shot before a target
thought it was easy, bye-bye to g marshall
turn up on ’em like i’m off a molly
lift him like a dolly, hit him with the shotty, ayy
f-ck ’em all, no condom
f-ck it, i’ll never say sorry
[outro]
hollywood bangerz
used to look up to y’all n-ggas
d-mn, used to look up to y’all n-ggas
used to look up to y’all n-ggas, ayy
d-mn, i used to look up to y’all n-ggas
now, y’all just a bunch of f-ck n-ggas
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