(Look At You Boy) [Verse 1: YVNG ENZA] I heard a homie saying I've been sleeping for a while But little did he know that I've been running for a mile now I'm 5 to the fame and I'm focused on the sound I'm really here to stay I got boys to make proud I got fans in the city and they never Tom doubt Grace them with the music when I'm tryna air it out I'm 5 to the fame and I'm focused on the sound We all think outside the box, but who's gonna make it out I told all my homies, I'm quitting the loud They switched up like Thomas and told me they doubt I'm 5 to the fame and they f** with the sound 4 weeks I'm back and I'm puffing it out I don't feel the haze, but I f** with the Jay Sneak dissing on my boy, where the f** is you now I'm 5 to the fame and I'm done with the sound We also got bars, who you tryna astound? Back to the basics, breaking it down f** with the squad, do it or die It's Mousa The Tea, in a suit and a tie Flick of the wrist, we're ahead of our time [Pre Hook: YVNG ENZA] Got dough for the bread, the money just pull up Touch one you're dead, the squad is gonna pull up Ready to fire, pull up, pull up Your hun in the front, we gonna pull up, pull up [Hook: YVNG ENZA] Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt Girls in the back and they Pop up, the purk Your hun in the front and she pour up the purp X2 [Verse 2: YVNG ENZA] I'm about to catch a flight with the vultures
There's dead rapper bodies laying out here I'm 5 to the fame boy, and oh yeah Tell these claiming rappers chasing kitty that it's our year All year, All year, All year They asked me when we're dropping I said all year I'm 5 to the fame I need a lawyer I can't wait to tell all you people that I told you Don't be calling my phone I don't owe you She just spent the night I don't know her I'm 5 to the fame like I told you She wanna lean and cry so I shoulder I mean show her, yeah show her I drive it and she ride it I'm the Chauffeur Yeah I'm 5 to the fame like I told you A couple more drops and we'll be chilling in the tour bus Mousa, just logged online Keep talking sh** that's your life on the line Ain't scared to pull we can pay for the crime Flick of the wrist we're ahead of our time [Pre Hook: YVNG ENZA] Got dough for the bread, the money just pull up Touch one you're dead, the squad is gonna pull up Ready to fire, pull up, pull up Your hun in the front, we gonna pull up, pull up [Hook: YVNG ENZA] Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, skirrrt Girls in the back and they Pop up, the purk Your hun in the front and she pour up the purp X2 [Outro: Jay Kahli] Yo, you see all that sh** you've been planning this year Pan that sh** to the side n***a It's fire season YVNG ENZA ready to take all your sh** (ENZA Got That Action So We Shoot Right Where Your Chest Is)