Proud Of Me

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Zoe Banks

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To tell the truth yeah the streets left me heartless
Shed some tears but I hadda thug it out regardless
Trapper not a rapper, but they still call me an artist
Gotta watch my back 'cause in my city I'm a target
Glocks with beams, dracs and drums, semi-autos
Don't drink liquor, I be sippin' out the baby bottle
Drugs help me concentrate 'cause I got way too many problems
Like G-Star I'm too raw, like I don't use a condom
I be talkin' to God I hope that he listening
'Cause you know he don't respond
RIP my n***** lost too many bonds
Why you screaming, "Gang, gang" you not involved?
I hope I make it to tomorrow
Everyday feel pain and sorrow
When does it go away?
'Cause I'm tired of being tired and i'm tired of feeling pain
Gotta ask my PO just so I can leave the country
I put funds in all my n***** books I do it monthly
And I can't trip about a bitch 'cause I'm gettin' money
And I can't leave without my stick, no I'm not a dummy
To tell the truth yeah the streets left me heartless
Shed some tears but I hadda thug it out regardless
Trapper not a rapper, but they still call me an artist
Gotta watch my back 'cause in my city I'm a target
Glocks with beams, dracs and drums, semi-autos
Don't drink liquor, I be sippin' out the baby bottle
Drugs help me concentrate 'cause I got way too many problems
Like G-Star I'm too raw, like I don't use a condom
Yellow diamonds look like mustard n***** needa catch up
I was dead broke in the trenches had to get my bag up
Amiri jeans used to be Levi's I got my swag up
Social distance leave you six feet, you better back up
And we smokin' on what's his name? (Scoota)
Call my Glock thunder 'cause these bullets make it rain (A shooter)
All my shooters accurate, they hit you in your brain (Medulla)
Be feelin' stuck in the trenches feelin' so much pain
And they would call me menace to society
And I don't talk to a lot n***** they bother me
I just want someone to say that they proud of me
Are you proud of me?
To tell the truth yeah the streets left me heartless
Shed some tears but I hadda thug it out regardless
Trapper not a rapper, but they still call me an artist
Gotta watch my back 'cause in my city I'm a target
Glocks with beams, dracs and drums, semi-autos
Don't drink liquor, I be sippin' out the baby bottle
Drugs help me concentrate 'cause I got way too many problems
Like G-Star I'm too raw, like I don't use a condom
And they would call me menace to society
And I don't talk to a lot n***** they bother me
I just want someone to say that they proud of me
Are you proud of me?

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