C&NBeats - Turn Down For What? - Watch Me 2013 lyrics

[Verse 1: DeStorm] Yo, apartment full of nothing To a house that's full of something Pockets screaming hungry still I'm frontin' like I had that money Mama said you're Next like the R&B group I see them laughing at my life n***a comedy spoof Then poof, invest five, the five become forty, then forty become a hunnid, the hundred to half a man, for real I'm being taxed for what I used to make annually Independent like July 4th, labels can't handle me I'mma give the drummer some Hot yeah the summer some I came up from zero so by default I am number one Who left the gate open and let the bull out? Hip-hop's ba*tard child they forgot to pull out And if shorty got a job and a gym membership Then just like I-P, hah, I'm between them hips That life, the flights to Jamaica out of Florida Iberostar, Amanda's a** was gorgeous, ooo Rick's in Negril back to Margaritaville With a couple ball players so the drinks goin' spill All my homies back around the way, you can do it too For real, n***a, never stop dreaming, life is beautiful Made my mark now I'm dancing on 'em like a musical A real dog in here, no fear, Scooby-Dooby-Doo Turn my life around and you can do it too I put my story up on YouTube and now I run the new school I'm out in Santa Monica with Betty's and Veronica's Who all wanna give me head like a yarmulke no drama cause I'm single as a dollar bill shawty what's your status? Got the whole world in our hands put me on your atlas [Hook: DeStorm] Turn down for what? Turn down for what? I just turned it up I should turn down for what? Turn down for what? Turn down for what? I just filled my cup I should turn down for what? Now my whole team faded and my song on play it We goin' turn it up like my whole team made it for real Turn down for what? Turn down for what? We just turned it up and we're here to live tomorrow today [Verse 2: Drama B] Since I been rapping, attacking and trapping beats with ma**ive Lyricism they asking, "How did I become a factor?" I'm after Aftermath so boys and girls just meet me after cla** And I can show you cla**ic math like counting money stack by stack Sike I ain't balling I'm just hungry for more than the average Rapper I'm eating cause I can finally afford it Write, read, record, that's the order call the coroners I'm sorry DeStorm but Imma k** it sorry all of y'all Who entered my vicinity with similes to hype ya verse up You get the first cut, the worst cut, I'm first up Ya hearse up, my hearse up? Saying you goin' burst up? Funny, that's like telling Miley Cyrus get her twerk up Reach out, breaching for features to get some ether On a track to leave you speechless you can't even choose between Either me or DeStorm New York born but I'm tryna get out Move out to L.A. like L.A. I'm here now [Hook: DeStorm] x2 [Outro: DeStorm] Yeah, Wuz Up World, incorporated From the dream to the big screen