What It Look Like

Pre-Hook (One Vocal)
My Money Right “Yes”
The City On My Back “Yes”
Loses Happen The Point Is My Hustle Get It Back “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”

Verse 1
Keep A Glock In The Building For Them Niggas Itching To Get Me An Wishing For My Downfall. If I Show It Imma Use It, This Is More Than The Music I’m Ready To Make The Thing Sound Off. Uh, I’d Like To Think I’m A Realist Cause I Stay Tuned To That Real Life And Associate With That Real Shit. I Post Up And I Park, Ain’t Never Ran From No Beef, No Ghost Up In My Heart, I Always Stand On My Feet. “Yeeeaaaah”, Got Tandem Hoes In That Phantom Ghost, I’m Turnt Up And That Mag Is Chrome And It Light Up Like A Packs Of Ohms. My Path Leading To My Rise The Sharks Out And It’s High Tide, Offices In That High Rise, Victory Is On My Side. Got No Time For No Bullshit So Watch Out How You Do Shit, We Ain’t Here For Amusement, We Win Now Fore We Lose It. New Label New Movement, New Truck And New Coupe Whips, Figured While I’m Winning Big I’d Get Back On My New Shit. Yeah, We Authors Writing That New Script, Take No Fronting Just Shoot Shit, You Sure You Want That Exclusive?

Chorus
My Money Right “Yes”
The City On My Back “Yes”
Loses Happen The Point Is My Hustle Get It Back “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”

I’m In The Streets “Yes”
I Grind To Get Doe “Yes”
Black On Black Jesus Piece That’s My Fresh Code “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
Verse 2
Can’t Another Nigga Claim That He Did It How I Did It If He Repping The City I’m From. The Blueprint For Real, No Rushing I’ll Be Finish The Moment That I Decide I’m Done. Uh, I’m The Definition Of Truth, So What I Say In These Street Done Change From What I Say In This Booth. I Got That Top Down, Shot Rounds, Different Hood But That Block Round, That Piff Move We Got It Locked Down, In The Way End Up Not Found. “Yeeeaaaah” With No Regard For The Law, We Work Hard For That Bread, Ain’t Nobody Gonna Talk. We Follow That G Code, Game Time No Cheat Codes, Starving Ain’t No Option, My Nigga Gonna Feast Though, Me I’m CEO, So I PYP Holmes, My Job Is Bring Doe And Stay On That Beast Mode. My Team Let That Beam Go, And Watch These Nigga Bleed Slow, Loyalty If Everything, Hold Opinions And Egos. Yeah, From Wello To Mio, That Heart Temp Is On Frio, Ti Amo Amigo’s

Chorus
My Money Right “Yes”
The City On My Back “Yes”
Loses Happen The Point Is My Hustle Get It Back “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”

I’m In The Streets “Yes”
I Grind To Get Doe “Yes”
Black On Black Jesus Piece That’s My Fresh Code “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”
What It Look Like “Yes”