Look Up

作词 : Kayla Jackson/Jon Bonus/Mic Coats/Moheat

作曲 : Kayla Jackson/Jon Bonus/Mic Coats/Moheat

I saw you get a mic

I guess you heard my song

Keep the beat with a finger, by the mile long

I ain't play your new shit, I can't sing along

You won't smoke, but I'd let it fill my lungs

My blue face does favors for your nice face

You can clock out to lie

I'd rather cash that check

It's swimming, and I'm out, but you ain't left yet

You bust in sections

I guess I see why you press

Gonna call your hitters, they all **** with me

Undercover in my DMs, showing love to me

You must be exhausted, keeping up with me

Come on, sis

Just admit you're lookin' up to me

So look up, look up, look up, look up, look up

And in your free time, I know you look up...

So bring me another bottle, pour up, what's up?

Look up...

So why you always so hated?

It's a celebration

So why you always so hated?

It's a celebration

still talking about this shit that all you do

This made me want to know what do I really gotta do all for you

It’s too late to turn on this shit and it’s wrong for you

When you're down and out, just make sure you look up

Just look up, look up, look up, look up, look up

I'm the one you look up to, I'm the one, look up, yeah

So bring me another bottle, pour up, what's up?

To water down the hate

It's a celebration

It's a celebration for all you that's hated. It's a celebration. Look up for me, yeah