Made You Look by Witt Lowry
Made You Look by Witt Lowry

Made You Look

Witt Lowry * Track #7 On Headphone Hero

Made You Look Lyrics

[Intro]
Ugh yeah, ugh yeah, ugh yeah, fuck you talkin' 'bout, if it ain't about me, bitch

[Verse 1]
Witty on this beat I mean, Witty going beast I mean
Witty going harder than you've ever fucking seen
I mean, I'm banging on this beat like in playing in a band man
Y'all are fucking sleepin' on me, you must know the Sandman
And now I got some fans man, wow now look at me
You can hate me All you want, but bitch don't talk to me
And awkwardly, come up to me thinkin' that we're friends
When I know that you talk shit about me again and again
And I've been legit as fuck since day one, watch me
Never stopin' til' I'm number one, hah top seed
Don't have time for birds like a penguin, uh Crosby
I got your girl so wet, that she be sayin', "Please mop me"
Ah, you can't stop me
I'm hot like a winter coat
Stuck in a sauna on a fat man under his robe
I stay fresh motherfucker I am so clean
I think we met before, I think I met you in your girls dreams
And yeah I know your girl, her pussy hang like loose collars
And I think they need a new face to this game, like new dollars
I'm the one that's been chosen, got these girls like "oooh la la"
If you're not on board with me, then just get off, you don't mota
Don't think that I have balls well then test me, sack tap
Y'all pussies are lazy as fuck, uh fat cat
Runnin' with new England on my back, like a knapsack
And anyone who's sleepin' better wake up, cat nap
Ugh

[Verse 2]
Ha, now this is Headphone Hero, take a listen, take a look
Lyrics straight out of the kitchen
I'm the chef, no, I'm the cook
Writin' words like I'm an author, check my nook, no check my book
And I'll be wavin' to these haters from the top like "Made you look."
I'm a February baby I ain't got shit to do with this
I just thought that I should tell y'all, so my birthday you can't miss
And I'm the shit, still steamin' from this rap game's ass
And when I landed, I was just covered with green like grass
Damn, crystal clear thoughts got me thinkin' like diamonds
I'm the one that's In the front, you're the one that's been behind them
And the way I write these lines, I got them thinkin' I'm a lion
Working hard, this is not re-creation, no hyphen
I'm a titan to these haters, that just want to see me fail, fuck you
Beat me down, I promise that I will prevail
Hyperbolic rhyme chamber, man I just stepped out
Now I get better every single time I open my mouth
Imagine that, imagine how the next mixtape will sound
And when I told you I progressed I wasn't fucking around
I'm writing rhymes all the time, I'll never ever slow down
And if you're barking at me, you better bring the whole pound
They take a look at me and say, "Yeah he ain't got shit
He's just some fucking white kid, I think he goes by Witt."
And then they listen to my music sayin', "This the same kid?
This kid can fucking spit hard, I mean this kid is hot shit."
Thank you

[Verse 3]
Back on the shit now, I'm never fucking stoppin'
I'm the hero, I am Batman, never second like Robin
See, I'm watching, take me out, I'll come back man, poltergeist
Got two balls for your girl, come here open twice
I leave her purrin' all night, like a cat snore and
When she woke up, I was the only thing she asked for
Wild like a bad boar, I'm spittin' like a bad whore
And fakes don't really want it with me, you all actors
Fuck this shit I'm goin' in
Motherfucker want to stop me, hope again
Bangin' on a beat like it's not openin'
Motherfucker I'm ill, gotta cold again
Think I'm holdin' in? I'm never that
I'ma show you how to get on and I'll be wac
I'ma show you how to get on and show you to attack
I'ma show you how get on and beat a track
Ugh. Now girl make that booty go, thunderclap
Don't think that I run shit huh? I'ma run it back
Top is where I'm comin' at, the bottom, never comin' back, and everyone who doubted me
I know y'all wanna take it back
Yeah, hero-co, y'all better recognize
Y'all the same shit, but I am new, and I'm one of a kind
Y'all can't see me, take a look, cause you fuckers are blind
Fuck where's waldo, where's witty I'm rarer to find
Or harder to find, I'm hard on my grind
Go hard when I rhyme, and show 'em I get better with time
Nobody understands me, because I'm harder to find
I gave you all of these bars to digest over time, I'm done

[Outro]
Oh yeah, haha, ugh
Headphone hero, and it's me
I go by the name... of... Witty
Haha yeah, and we done, ugh

Made You Look Q&A

Who wrote Made You Look's ?

Made You Look was written by Witt Lowry.

Who produced Made You Look's ?

Made You Look was produced by Stompboxx Music.

When did Witt Lowry release Made You Look?

Witt Lowry released Made You Look on Tue Dec 06 2011.

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