Proud of Me?

Who who who who
Baby what you see in me (Yeah Yeah)
Came from a thousand degrees (Uh huh)
Ain't got time for games what you see in me (Me)
I know you ain't proud of me

And I know that there ain't shit that you can tell me
Lying to your face but I feel free
Higher up than space felt some hate they ain't believe in me
Leave without a trace
Did the race, pulled up off the scene
Now they want my face, sad little face shopping jewelry
All these pussy niggas be some fuckin' fools to me
He can stay away okay that's very cool with me
I can't let them catch me don't know what they'd do to me
Not no real shit, shoot it Bradley Beal shit
I might pop this perk and pop this oh, that's a kill switch
She might roll the yeah and pour the four, damn I feel it
Talkin bout that real shit oh it get you killed quick

Who who who who
Baby what you see in me (Yeah Yeah)
Came from a thousand degrees (Uh huh)
Ain't got time for games what you see in me (Me)
I know you ain't proud of me

And I know that there ain't shit that I can say to you
I just caught a play or two
I might go and cop a deuce
Slow sipping
Got me tripping tripping like it's forty-two
Strokes in it, Shawty so incredible she break the news
We ain't with that beef shit, nigga screaming fuck a truce
I said okay leave bitch, more pull up to fill in your spot
It's unlock huh, swerving on the Wock huh
Swerving on the
Swerving on the, got to dodge the ops yeah
Crazy that these niggas talk like possums
I can't let these niggas even talk to us
It's lies though
Shawty been done sucked it with her eyes closed

Who who who who
Baby what you see in me (Yeah Yeah)
Came from a thousand degrees (uh huh)
Ain't got time for games what you see in me (Me)
I know you ain't proud of me



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Writer(s): Horace Johnson
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