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S-Proven


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I just want some convo
I know you’re busy but just hit me when you can time is ticking you the bomb though
I been creeping on the instagram
Just to see ya when I can, please don’t be alarmed though
I’m doing everything except shooting my shot girl, I’m feeling like rondo
Kick it in to gear on em
MGM the clique slogan fly the lier on em
It was the jets, but I’m bougie up a step
Tony killed Manolo if Zonnie and I go left
It’ll only be to meet back up it’s to the death
It’s matters, it’s really tatted it’s Harlem just really backwards
For the women asking what happened I’m in to platters
Trying to link for cheese with teams that ain’t the packers
Exactly I’m back on that shit getting active
I’m just here to preach my shit pastor laxative
She tell me that I talk too crazy
I should watch how I talk to her
She tell me keep my hands to myself
Smack the booty on the walk through
I roll one get to puffing on the l
Now we floating like the hawks do
I pour a glass tell her sip that
Bite her neck till she kick back
Go Proven, go, go Proven go
Can’t stop now, straight to the top now
Go Proven, go, go, Proven go
You know me from before, took West End to detour
Go Proven go, go, Proven
And when you need a hit who you going get
Go Proven go, go, Proven
Here comes the brand new flavor in your ear
When shorty left I said F cupid and white coupe’d it
A few more stepped after that they all stupid
And I’m now running all mixy you shouldn’t have souped me
Feeling like a ice cream spoon, the way I’m scooping
Man, if I was richer I’d still be fucking bitches
Never needed a drug deal to flip a couple chickens man
Back when I was still in love with Brittani man
I mean way back, back when it was all simple man
Back when Mase was killing all the ladies with the dimples man
Back when he was going back and forth with the Jigga man
Reminiscing now my hood was like
The kitchen then ball-pen with it, if you catching then niggas pitching it
Shorty fell through, she throw it, I might slip in it
And I ain’t blaming that heartbreak I’m on some different shit
Until them wheels fall off, let’s keep it michelin
She tell me that I talk too crazy
I should watch how I talk to her
She tell me keep my hands to myself
Smack the booty on the walk through
I roll one get to puffing on the l
Now we floating like the hawks do
I pour a glass tell her sip that
Bite her neck till she kick back
Go Proven, go, go Proven go
Can’t stop now, straight to the top now
Go Proven, go, go, Proven go
You know me from before, took West End to detour
Go Proven go, go, Proven
And when you need a hit who you going get
Go Proven go, go, Proven
Here comes the brand new flavor in your ear

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Written by: Isaiah Harris

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