Cash Kidd

"Proud of Me"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, feelin' blessed, hallelujah
Got the strength to cut you off, it's finally time to prove it
They don't even call my phone to ask me how I'm doing
All they want is favors, bro say, "I don't know how you do it"
Ayy, they don't know how I do it, huh
How the f*ck you up like that, you ain't been droppin' music?
Show bro a hundred, he don't want none, just teach him how to do it
Got my n*gga so geeked, but no, I'm not Rasputia
Huh, ayy

Ayy, free my n*gga Tone, I need you, huh
AR with the scope, I see you
Put the light on a n*gga head like an idea, huh

[Verse 2]
Told all my hoes they equal
Made me slide to a n*gga home like Jeter
Then switch the ratchet up like I'm single (Uh-huh)
Don't short me a quarter, I'ma flip you with this Eagle
I said, "f*ck rap," they said, "Nah, n*gga, we need you"
Too many n*ggas tryna be you (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, rich b*tch suck the di*k, her Rollie still on (Ooh)
Say she like when she get cheered on
I'm like, "Ooh, baby, go, baby, go," huh
I fell in love with her throat, huh
Say she love me, I'm like, "Oh," huh
Don't ask for sh*t, n*gga
No one, no one, no one, no one
Ayy, ain't no ones, if bro swing, then I'm swingin' next
Got three letters for a broke n*gga, V-V-S, huh
Got three letters for a tough n*gga, E-M-S, huh
Drunk in the club, catch you slippin' like DMX
And start bustin' in this b*tch, I need to go to CVS, huh
You listen to my old sh*t like, "Damn, he the best"
I listen to your whole sh*t like, "Man, that sh*t so wack"
If y'all don't turn this b*tch off like I can't get her wet
Wouldn't give these n*ggas passes if they was a teacher's pet
I know some real n*ggas I judged before I even met, huh
I guess they have to grow on me like a Chia Pet
You must got an extra head
'Cause you talkin' crazy like they make vests for heads
Could've got tricked off the streets, wanted a check instead
Heard that pus*y good, I'll take the neck instead
After I nut, lay on a separate bed
Use that b*tch for everything, now I feel bad, I think she special ed
Said she gotta be (Got to), yeah
Treat her like sh*t, why she still bother me?
Honestly, f*ck who hatin', 'cause I'm proud of me
Honestly, ayy, ayy

Ayy, free my n*gga Tone, I need you
AR with the scope, I see you
Put the light on a n*gga head like an idea

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