Who Made You Look

's Wavo

Just got done fuckin' in the crib

I'm schemin' about some billions and why

Our **** got greedy when Pac died

The gun slap

Your forehead leaked when it cracked

All a fucker had to do was walk and follow the map

Not the type of **** walkin' round watchin' my back

'cause if I leave him on his back he only watchin' the skies laugh

Circlin' vulture, black wings flap

Put you under some shade so you don't dry out

The birds dragged his body 'bout a mile out

Them sugar hills steep

I wrote this nocturnal smoke high in my sleep

Date night, we spinnin' that white girl, that's a slow dance

All soft, we don't sell boy, we don't bromance

Glock loaded, the block frozen

Fiend stoppin' and goin'

Mouth open like they saw the Wave God glowin'

My **** go up

With all these hoes on my heels and wheels

A **** need a tow truck

Who shot ya?

Nobody made you look

This is my arena, Gilbert, you shot yourself in the foot, fucker

Don't make me drop ya name in this hook

Your bitch she a slave to a page in my phonebook

Who shot ya?

Nobody made you look

This is my arena, Gilbert, you shot yourself in the foot, fucker

Don't make me drop ya name in this hook

Your bitch she a slave to a page in my phonebook

Who shot ya?

You rap **** dress real cute

But what the fuck y'all dumpin' drums for, y'all **** can't shoot?

All I need is that one headshot through that red drop

You smelled the gas when the lead popped

You high off afterlife, fucker

You fuckin' scramblin' mice

Want you fake **** suckin' off pipes

I mean, I know how long y'all **** been wantin' some rep

But you can sweep my skybox and I'll show some respect

The underground Professor X

The young L.A. Reid, who wanna be next?

I don't mind sharin' music, I'm the fuckin' best

Take my kindness and arrogance

That penthouse flow, the waviest

Who shot ya?

Nobody made you look

This is my arena, Gilbert, you shot yourself in the foot, fucker

Don't make me drop ya name in this hook

Your bitch she a slave to a page in my phonebook

Who shot ya?

Nobody made you look

This is my arena, Gilbert, you shot yourself in the foot, fucker

Don't make me drop ya name in this hook

Your bitch she a slave to a page in my phonebook

Who shot ya?

Uh

's Wavo

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