Look What I Did

Look What I Did

Look What I Didlyrics

Produced by Seven

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Strugglin’ and I didn’t really have nothin’ Then I started mad bussin’ Now the money machine got hella cash gushin’ [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I come from roaches, hardly no chips Granny on hocus pocus revelations and giant locusts Oh shit, we was hopeless, folks just on the broke list Rogues get loaded and served the bogus with a fo’ fifth My G, I ain’t always been super icy Stealing food in Hy-Vee slyly I see Nike’s on Do The Right Thing with Spike Lee But I could not buy when the size be pricy, why me? Then my earth sounded, first round I put the work down and many mercs counted Thirst found and in a cursed town And with a turf crown, I eat a surf sandwich Turn the page and I’m rocking shows ‘Round the flock of hoes and my partner rose Out the top of Hip-Hop with a lot of dough And I got the soul like I’m Pappadeaux (Lock and load) Forgot how many time they tell me I’m Forbes, we sell, we encore Way back in the day I was like, “Help me, I’m poor” (Cha) Millions all around the world, they took what I hid Inside, I put it in music, made it, Ma look what I did [Chorus: Jehry Robinson] Look what I did, yeah, look what I did We got money all around us, I’m a legend to these kids now Look what I done, yeah, how far we come Keep running up the numbers ’til we get to number one I look where I’m at now, we ain’t in the background Running through the crowd, real proud, got my hat down Look at where I’m at now, money come in racks now Never faked it, look, mama I made it, that’s a fact now [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] From the trap to this rap shit, nigga, immortalized They sayin’ that I’m weird, nah, certified I grew up around G’s, shelters and in the P’s Feeling helpless, on my knees, help us, Lord, please Remember turnin’ the light on, watchin’ the roaches flee Used to rock a turtleneck in school, they made fun of me Used to share sneaks with Meech, just tryin’ not to make some creases My moms been deceased, just tryna live with some peace No boxes, swear conflict is obnoxious, obnoxious All that hate you do is toxic, self-made, couple bosses (Ooh) We got booed, came back, sold out every room Coachella, one more mixtape, overseas we like The Beatles (Trippy) Highest nigga in every city, pay dues Bonnaroo’s was splittin’ a dollar fifty, I snooze Still sleep, but our prices are still increasing Ya geek, and ain’t new to this Used to dream of this and we eatin’ now [Chorus: Jehry Robinson] Look what I did, yeah, look what I did We got money all around us, I’m a legend to these kids now Look what I done, yeah, how far we come Keep running up the numbers ’til we get to number one I look where I’m at now, we ain’t in the background Running through the crowd, real proud, got my hat down Look at where I’m at now, money come in racks now Never faked it, look, mama I made it, that’s a fact now [Verse 3: Erick the Architect] You the weakest link, I’m one with them Kansas City Chiefs You say I’m one of one, but my whole course a million niggas deep I only see what I want, I struggle for the freedom, too If you can take portion, be a force, or will you lead ’em to survivin’? Don’t trouble my soul with problems, I got problems of my own I thought I would weigh my options, but the truth, man, I was wrong I covered the game with something to say, raised in the slums and I bumped in the Bay Rollin’ me in and I’m pullin’ the pin while you grip the grenade [Verse 4: Meechy Darko] I’m a big boy, she suck me up and rub my six pack Niggas sell millions, make millions, never give back Bone crushers, them copper tops that leave your ribs cracked Born in the trenches, boy, my first words was “Click, clack” Revenges, outsmarting forensics Relentless intentions until the top spot is relinquished Boy, your top spot my hit list, sweet tastin’ revenge Victory, this shit’s delicious, take your swig from the bottle Wipin’ Hennessy off my whiskers Hit the block, chop it up, bag it ’til your fingers blister Tag his toe, dig ’em ditches, clean knife but dirty pistol, woah Shoot his lights out, pass the pistol like a give-and-go Last time out but I don’t need a coat Splash brothers, wet ’em up Hit every sibling and half brother You’re dead as fuck, dead as fuck Yeah, my orange box cutter, keep the world on rotation Hitchcock, Leatherface and Freddy, Jason Blood-soaked clothes, mildew in my basement Look what I did, what I done just to make it (Look what I did) Huh, just to make it Look what I did, what I done just to make it (Lil’ bitch) [Chorus: Jehry Robinson] Look what I did, yeah, look what I did We got money all around us, I’m a legend to these kids now Look what I done, yeah, how far we come Keep running up the numbers ’til we get to number one I look where I’m at now, we ain’t in the background Running through the crowd, real proud, got my hat down Look at where I’m at now, money come in racks now Never faked it, look, mama I made it, that’s a fact now

“Look What I Did”TRACK INFO

Written By
Seven, Zombie Juice, Erick the Architect, Meechy Darko, Jehry Robinson, Tech N9ne
Produced
Seven
Recording Engineer
Ben Cybulsky, Brandon Peralta, Erick the Architect
Mixing Engineer
Ben Cybulsky
Recorded at
Strangeland Studios, Arc Recording Studios in Los Angeles, CA & FBZ HQ in Brooklyn, NY
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