Proud Of Myself
Now you see, we tried to tell you niggas, what goes around comes around, it's Sugg's world
And like I say man, I ain't tellin' no lies, everything I'm spittin' is truth
You know what I'm sayin'? Sugga ain't sweet
Sugga, I ain't sweet like no motherfuckin' cookie
Cause I don't gang bang, don't make me a pussy
I get some pussy, some head and some food
I took her money when she wasn't looking
Police behind me, but I fuckin' shook em
If they catch me, put some bread on my books
She call me daddy, she think I'm a nigga
Really, I'm Sugga, the motherfuckin' crook
I do my dirt by myself, by my lonely
If I bring somebody, that means I own it
Niggas be beggin', that shit gets annoying
I cut them off, I don't have any homies
I was ducked off, I was hidin' myself
Searchin', lookin', started doubtin' myself
Didn't know that I had to surprise myself
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
When I die, I'm gonna die by myself
God forgive me for the crime that I dealt
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
I got your location, don't make me come pop up
I'm not no killer, but truly I'm not a
New to this shit, I seen this as a toddler
I know your bitch, it ain't that hard to find ya
Niggas do anything just to get clout
Rappin' bout certain shit they never did
I think they gay cause they be with they homies
More than they be with they motherfuckin' kids
I got this 40, can't ride by myself
God on the passenger side, I can tell
Like why the fuck would I just slide on myself
Was a Hyundai, I Bugatti myself
I was ducked off, I was hidin' myself
Searchin', lookin', started doubtin' myself
Didn't know that I had to surprise myself
God, I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
When I die, I'm gonna die by myself
God forgive me for the crime that I dealt
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
Ooh, why do motherfuckers hate on me
Ooh, why can't Sugga get a bag in peace
Ooh, ten twenties, fifty hundreds and ones
Ooh, ammunition, pretty bitches and guns
I was ducked off, I was hidin' myself
You not a killer, don't lie to yourself
How can you hate on a nigga that got off his ass
And got a bag by himself
You know Sugg, Sugg? Yeah I know Sugg, everybody know Sugg
Wats up with him, I mean what can I say bruh
I can't say shit negative about the dude, bruh
Look like he got it all, bruh
Nigga came from the mud, bruh
Can't never say nothin' negative
I'm a man, but I'm also a fan, bruh
That's Northtown finest
So, fuck yeah, I know Sugg Nigga
And like I say man, I ain't tellin' no lies, everything I'm spittin' is truth
You know what I'm sayin'? Sugga ain't sweet
Sugga, I ain't sweet like no motherfuckin' cookie
Cause I don't gang bang, don't make me a pussy
I get some pussy, some head and some food
I took her money when she wasn't looking
Police behind me, but I fuckin' shook em
If they catch me, put some bread on my books
She call me daddy, she think I'm a nigga
Really, I'm Sugga, the motherfuckin' crook
I do my dirt by myself, by my lonely
If I bring somebody, that means I own it
Niggas be beggin', that shit gets annoying
I cut them off, I don't have any homies
I was ducked off, I was hidin' myself
Searchin', lookin', started doubtin' myself
Didn't know that I had to surprise myself
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
When I die, I'm gonna die by myself
God forgive me for the crime that I dealt
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
I got your location, don't make me come pop up
I'm not no killer, but truly I'm not a
New to this shit, I seen this as a toddler
I know your bitch, it ain't that hard to find ya
Niggas do anything just to get clout
Rappin' bout certain shit they never did
I think they gay cause they be with they homies
More than they be with they motherfuckin' kids
I got this 40, can't ride by myself
God on the passenger side, I can tell
Like why the fuck would I just slide on myself
Was a Hyundai, I Bugatti myself
I was ducked off, I was hidin' myself
Searchin', lookin', started doubtin' myself
Didn't know that I had to surprise myself
God, I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
When I die, I'm gonna die by myself
God forgive me for the crime that I dealt
I'm so motherfuckin' proud of myself
Ooh, why do motherfuckers hate on me
Ooh, why can't Sugga get a bag in peace
Ooh, ten twenties, fifty hundreds and ones
Ooh, ammunition, pretty bitches and guns
I was ducked off, I was hidin' myself
You not a killer, don't lie to yourself
How can you hate on a nigga that got off his ass
And got a bag by himself
You know Sugg, Sugg? Yeah I know Sugg, everybody know Sugg
Wats up with him, I mean what can I say bruh
I can't say shit negative about the dude, bruh
Look like he got it all, bruh
Nigga came from the mud, bruh
Can't never say nothin' negative
I'm a man, but I'm also a fan, bruh
That's Northtown finest
So, fuck yeah, I know Sugg Nigga
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Writer(s): Billy Williams
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