proud of him - lil poppa lyrics
[verse 1]
probably ain’t fit for this sh*t, i still ain’t met n0body real as us
better keep me ’round, it’s very rare, you need somebody real as f*ck
shots hit them bullets missed, but my n*ggas ain’t get to duck
sh*t back to back, surviving is a must, so we ain’t giving up
b*tch talking ’bout send my location, like she ain’t finna f*ck
b*tch, you know them young n*ggas waiting
watch how you pulling up
talking ’bout put my trust in a cop, like they ain’t k!lling us
them babies what the f*ck you think i’m living for
i’m crazy, i been switching up my mood, on some bipolar sh*t
my soulja told me if you a soulja then keep it soulja then
you got problems then don’t show it
then i’m like how the f*ck to hold it in
youngin say n0body out, well i’m like youngin go again
[chorus]
i know something gotta give so many losses
i be feeling like i gotta win
don’t take the drugs, tell me how to cope with my problems then
born cursed, i’m tryna figure out what my father did
he feel the same, he said he been going through a lot of sh*t
ayy, b*tches change, n*ggas change, i can’t complain
that’s what them dollars did
how you feeling? drained finna go insane
that’s how you outta feel
when you adapting to this fame sh*t
it’s a different way you gotta live
but he still on that same sh*t, ayy, tell poppa i’m proud of him
[verse 2]
i’m on the block in dc, hold up, hop out they gotta see me
ayy, leave the straps at the room, i’m cool, i got quez and chi chi
feel like i owe it all to deedee
showed a n*gga signed i should’ve been seen
i keep my youngins ’round
because they known for making sh*t bleed
i ain’t no f*cking mixed breed, i’m full blooded
i been cutting off my, so called cousins i feel like f*ck ’em
when the f*ck you n*ggas became gangsta all of a sudden
and i just talked to chevy a lil’ pain, that sh*t ain’t nothing
but you n*ggas know how we coming early
like the church on sunday
brodie swerving all on purpose, and we smoking out the onion
can’t be out here like no dummy
know you got to believe in something
you got to believe it coming
probably got the game from a junkie, i ain’t fronting
[chorus]
i know something gotta give so many losses
i be feeling like i gotta win
don’t take the drugs, tell me how to cope with my problems then
born cursed, i’m tryna figure out what my father did
he feel the same, he said he been going through a lot of sh*t
ayy, b*tches change, n*ggas change, i can’t complain
that’s what them dollars did
how you feeling? drained finna go insane
that’s how you outta feel
when you adapting to this fame sh*t
it’s a different way you gotta live
but he still on that same sh*t, ayy, tell poppa i’m proud of him
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