Proud of Me
Ayee
You'll never walk a mile in my air forces
Niggas be hating on me for my choices
I keep on headphones to drown out the noises
Ancestors with me I be hearing voices
And my main bitch keep talking to me crazy
Killing me baby like you had abortions
I'm bout to get me a car with them horses
They hate to see a young nigga in Porsches
But fuck them haters my trap is enormous
And I make love to that money its gorgeous
They better give me my flowers like florist
Before a young nigga blow up and start touring
Yeah ill be live like Saturday night
Wake up and do a Sway in the morning
Ayee
And I'm just kicking my shit like robbery
Million dollar lick shit feel like lottery
My ex ain't shit bit should be proud of me
Shoutout Big Jerm I know that he proud of me
Everybody cant go that's the way that it got to be
Shoutout them pussy ass niggas that doubted me
I got that gas for low dollar tree
I just might back door ya hoe obviously
I don't know why the fuck homes keep calling me
Thinking I'm bout to front him for a quarter p
Hold up my nigga that shit look short to me
She a lil freak what you know about courting me
Niggas like a pic and then say they supported me
But all that designer shit look poor to me
Ayee
And im just kicking my shit like robbery
Million dollar lick shit look like lottery
Ex aint shit bit should be proud of me
Shoutout Big jerm I know that he proud of me
I get alone when I be on my grind
Shawty want time got to be on my time
I don't want nobody stressing my line out
If I can not call you when I'm in a bind
If you a leech hit the back of the line
Flexing on me but I ain't ask for a dime
I know that backdoor be open sometimes
But I swear to God I be outside with that iron
They say they love me but I know they lying
You got to tell me how your love defined
If I say I love you that mean I want better for you
I'm gone route for you every time
If you my twin then you my kind
I'm trying to win I'm trying to climb
And you know it ain't no stopping my shine
But I know you a hater so you can keep trying
Ayee
And I'm just kicking my shit like robbery
Million dollar lick shit feel like lottery
Ex aint shit bit should be proud of me
Shoutout Ramone I know that you proud of me
You'll never walk a mile in my air forces
Niggas be hating on me for my choices
I keep on headphones to drown out the noises
Ancestors with me I be hearing voices
And my main bitch keep talking to me crazy
Killing me baby like you had abortions
I'm bout to get me a car with them horses
They hate to see a young nigga in Porsches
But fuck them haters my trap is enormous
And I make love to that money its gorgeous
They better give me my flowers like florist
Before a young nigga blow up and start touring
Yeah ill be live like Saturday night
Wake up and do a Sway in the morning
Ayee
And I'm just kicking my shit like robbery
Million dollar lick shit feel like lottery
My ex ain't shit bit should be proud of me
Shoutout Big Jerm I know that he proud of me
Everybody cant go that's the way that it got to be
Shoutout them pussy ass niggas that doubted me
I got that gas for low dollar tree
I just might back door ya hoe obviously
I don't know why the fuck homes keep calling me
Thinking I'm bout to front him for a quarter p
Hold up my nigga that shit look short to me
She a lil freak what you know about courting me
Niggas like a pic and then say they supported me
But all that designer shit look poor to me
Ayee
And im just kicking my shit like robbery
Million dollar lick shit look like lottery
Ex aint shit bit should be proud of me
Shoutout Big jerm I know that he proud of me
I get alone when I be on my grind
Shawty want time got to be on my time
I don't want nobody stressing my line out
If I can not call you when I'm in a bind
If you a leech hit the back of the line
Flexing on me but I ain't ask for a dime
I know that backdoor be open sometimes
But I swear to God I be outside with that iron
They say they love me but I know they lying
You got to tell me how your love defined
If I say I love you that mean I want better for you
I'm gone route for you every time
If you my twin then you my kind
I'm trying to win I'm trying to climb
And you know it ain't no stopping my shine
But I know you a hater so you can keep trying
Ayee
And I'm just kicking my shit like robbery
Million dollar lick shit feel like lottery
Ex aint shit bit should be proud of me
Shoutout Ramone I know that you proud of me
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Writer(s): Jah Supreme
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