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proud - lunar c lyrics

[chorus]
i’m swigging on this bottle till it’s empty
i can change your life for the worst if you let me
but as long as i get these ounces for cheap
and i’m f*cking somebody that’s outta my league
i’m proud to be me, i’m proud to be me
might turn my phone off for a month, people just let me down
fake tan on my bed sheets, you b*tches stress me out

[verse 1]
i’m enigmatic, legend has it that every legend has it
still the best in bradford, i set the standard but let ’em have it
i’m grafting, this lifestyle could send you crazy
i’m procreating in the lab, i’m making test tube babies
i make these rappers look sh*t, they can’t handle it
i know they’re dying inside like charles manson did
sweep kick your legs from underneath you, make you hit the deck
disrespect you, skip your record like i hit the deck
fire on my laptop, i had to put it out
you c*nts all have to smarten up, i can’t dumb it down
b*tch, don’t f*ck around
you rappers fail at going pop and then go and call yourself underground
tippa gang squadded up
b*tch, i could roll a joint wearing boxing gloves
teddy bear on my polo polo shirt
and i ain’t never spat a so*so verse
[chorus]
i’m swigging on this bottle till it’s empty
i can change your life for the worst if you let me
but as long as i get these ounces for cheap
and i’m f*cking somebody that’s outta my league
i’m proud to be me, i’m proud to be me
might turn my phone off for a month, people just let me down
fake tan on my bed sheets, you b*tches stress me out

[verse 2]
i’m blacking out on these tracks, i’m the last around
you wouldn’t last a round in a clash so don’t be lashing out
i’m tryna write my hit list, bribe a witness and tell him mind his business
i hate these rappers who are white and british
only one that i know, no one on my plateau
smoke until i’m paro, mimosa and gelato
i run the world, f*ck my enemies
i f*ck the girls that you beg it with
you’re climbing up the industry d*ck pile, i got big dreams
we play the game from two different perspectives like a split*screen
you hate on anyone winning online, you par ’em off
soundboard going mad over these rappers like charlie sloth
i talk sh*t, so what if i get punched in the chin?
i’m unorthodox like a headb*tt to the shin

- lunar c lyrics

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