Proud (feat. Xtober) Video (MV)

Proud of myself man do your dance homie
Woke up to this cake man, took the pants off
Can't trust the ones you know man it depends homie
They crossing on me now straight to the bank homie
Yeah yeah, I do the damn dance on 'em
Yeah yeah, I'm too advanced on 'em
Leak up out that money, drop them bands on 'em
Then call up on my goons, I drop that bag on 'em
Get in that bag, money advance, paper don't need no stamp
Money enhanced, just me and my bitch, finna make her climax
I need them Forgi's on a foreign with them paper tags
Just waiting on my time, give a young n***a a chance

Time to get busy, heat like a glizzy
Promise I'm down for the ones that be with me
Times they get tricky, award me like Whitney
Heard 'bout that accident, shit really hit me
Always quick to judge, and it's so cold
Only speaking loud, when they don't know
Just lay back and watch that mouth go (Yeah, hey)
Man down that's a 10-4
Staying down with my kinfolk
On me, I will never fold
Ten down, that's on all toes
On some shit like on Melrose
Long story, but the tales told
Lord forgive them, 'cause they don't know
Them big banks go two ways
No, you ain't taking it all from me
I get mine while you wait
Just know I put in my all for it
It get expensive like Tom Ford
All the BS ain't got time for it
If they ain't gon' listen to lyrics, then what the f*ck I'm finna rhyme for

Proud of myself man do your dance homie
Woke up to this cake man, took the pants off
Can't trust the ones you know man it depends homie
They crossing on me now straight to the bank homie
Yeah yeah, I do the damn dance on 'em
Yeah yeah, I'm too advanced on 'em
Leak up out that money, drop them bands on 'em
Then call up on my goons, I drop that bag on 'em
Get in that bag, money advance, paper don't need no stamp
Money enhanced, just me and my bitch, finna make her climax
I need them Forgi's on a foreign with them paper tags
Just waiting on my time, give a young n***a a chance

I'm flying high up again
They asking me to make amends
I'm good with me don't need no friends
And I'm going way up
Way up, way up, way up
How long can you stay if they stayed away
How long will you listen, I'm trying to explain
This life ain't a game, but I came to play
I'll tell you the truth, I'm proud of me
Some highs and some lows, that shit haunting me
But I'm gone and I'm gone and I'm gone away
Being scared of the lows, don't buy you a Rolls
When you wake up in the night time and you too on

Proud of myself man do your dance homie
Woke up to this cake man, took the pants off
Can't trust the ones you know man it depends homie
They crossing on me now straight to the bank homie
Yeah yeah, I do the damn dance on 'em
Yeah yeah, I'm too advanced on 'em
Leak up out that money, drop them bands on 'em
Then call up on my goons, I drop that bag on 'em
Get in that bag, money advance, paper don't need no stamp
Money enhanced, just me and my bitch, finna make her climax
I need them Forgi's on a foreign with them paper tags
Just waiting on my time, give a young n***a a chance