Proxima Centauri
Proxima Centauri when anyone talk about me
White folks scared of me like I'm a fucking commie
All my music universal like I been cooling with Connie
Still, will I be successful? It's up in the air like ollies
Fuck the cops word to Rodney, they ain't shit but Nazi's
But I ain't here to get political, my voice is miniscule
But June said use my platform no matter how minimal
Shoutout June she the realest fool I ever fucking met, and nothing less
Remember I was living with my mom and bumming, stressed
Now I'm fucking gorgeous women on my bed I'm fucking blessed
But I got carried away, enough with sex
Time I could have spent making hits I was touching breasts
Bitch it's time to go hard, people said I'd go far
When I didn't they forgot about me shit got so dark
That's why when I get it I'm a hog it like a bogart
I know my mom disappointed in me cause I'm so smart
But if she knew shit I battled with myself, she might understand
Ironic I got none to show, but I know I'm the fucking man
I just ain't really proving it cause
Lately I been losing it and
Lately I refuse to hit the booth it's feeling ludicrous
Ironic I ain't Ludacris I burned all of my Bridges
But they rotten anyway so really it don't make no difference
I just wish I'd spit this shit sooner so Mundaca could feel it
Bitch I'm livid
Still I know he with us I can feel it
I can feel the energy, he nodding wit it
47 till the death, me and Method about to get it
He still with us I can feel it, smiling at us from the heavens
47 till the death, me and Method about to get this shit
White folks scared of me like I'm a fucking commie
All my music universal like I been cooling with Connie
Still, will I be successful? It's up in the air like ollies
Fuck the cops word to Rodney, they ain't shit but Nazi's
But I ain't here to get political, my voice is miniscule
But June said use my platform no matter how minimal
Shoutout June she the realest fool I ever fucking met, and nothing less
Remember I was living with my mom and bumming, stressed
Now I'm fucking gorgeous women on my bed I'm fucking blessed
But I got carried away, enough with sex
Time I could have spent making hits I was touching breasts
Bitch it's time to go hard, people said I'd go far
When I didn't they forgot about me shit got so dark
That's why when I get it I'm a hog it like a bogart
I know my mom disappointed in me cause I'm so smart
But if she knew shit I battled with myself, she might understand
Ironic I got none to show, but I know I'm the fucking man
I just ain't really proving it cause
Lately I been losing it and
Lately I refuse to hit the booth it's feeling ludicrous
Ironic I ain't Ludacris I burned all of my Bridges
But they rotten anyway so really it don't make no difference
I just wish I'd spit this shit sooner so Mundaca could feel it
Bitch I'm livid
Still I know he with us I can feel it
I can feel the energy, he nodding wit it
47 till the death, me and Method about to get it
He still with us I can feel it, smiling at us from the heavens
47 till the death, me and Method about to get this shit
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Writer(s): Jordan Gutierrez
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