Look How Far


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15's, 17's, niggas on them twankies
Ridin' through the town, dog, smokin' on some stanky
Frayser Blvd. made a right on Hollywood, mane
Just bought a sack from the crest, it's all good, mane

Look how far I came, (Ooh)
Look how far I came (Ooh)
All my niggas rich, ooh, all we know is cream (Nigga)
Tris, when I sip, (Ooh)
Blunt full of strains (Yeah)
Neck, wrist, ears froze, I look like Johnny Dang (Nigga)
Look how far I came (Ooh)
Look how far I came (Nigga)
Choppa with the scope, ooh, look how far I aim (Ooh)
Barrel to your temple, now they pickin' up your brain (Nigga)
Neck, wrist, ears froze, I look like Johnny Dang

Chain bustin' out the frame, man, and my pinky ring
I be where you ain't and you ain't because you can't
Two-tone, himalayan marble in the paint
I filled up the tank and I burned it to the bank
Every time I see him, he look like he getting pranked
She sent a booty picture then I sent her back a "thanks"
See me at the party, smokin' with the upper rank
This here my nigga Ben, this my other nigga Frank
I feel like I'm Dolph, I do shit you niggas can't
Is he independent? What the fuck, you niggas think?
I got five hundred fifty HP to the crank
If he try to skip on me, I'ma make him walk the plank

Look how far I came (Ooh)
Look how far I came (Ooh)
All my niggas rich, ooh, all we know is cream (Nigga)
Tris when I sip (Ooh)
Blunt full of strains (Yeah)
Neck, wrist, ears froze, I look like Johnny Dang (Nigga)
Look how far I came (Ooh)
Look how far I came (Nigga)
Choppa with the scope, ooh, look how far I aim (Ooh)
Barrel to your temple, now they pickin' up your brain (Nigga)
Neck, wrist, ears froze, I look like Johnny Dang
(Let me tell you somethin', mane)

You catchin' feelings by the slut, nigga, you in the way
Woke up, got my dick sucked, that's what I did today
In the middle of the bar, we smokin' bags of hay
I got two bitches on my arm, I feel like Chad today (Pimp C)
I pop these meds like I'm in pain, they take the stress away
You not heavy in the game, you just a feather weight
She never seen this much cash, might hyperventilate
I never entertain a hoe to all my business, straight
Highspeed up in the street, my young niggas rush, strike and play
They have you singin' puff n' faith, "Every breath I take"
I'd rather paint it on your face, than take you on a date
Blowin' gas from outer space and sippin' toxic waste

Look how far I came, (Ooh)
Look how far I came (Ooh)
All my niggas rich, ooh, all we know is cream (Nigga)
Tris when I sip, (Ooh)
Blunt full of strains (Yeah)
Neck, wrist, ears froze, I look like Johnny Dang
(I'm Johnny Dang, the king of bling)