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revivedej - proud lyrics

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had to run my bag up
he want smoke tell him back up
no, you ain’t callin’ back
uh this hoe called me dad, bruh
too much bands, you mad, bruh

me and my n+ggas in the back, no rosa
hit up the party, then we go to dover yeah
we so fly, got a hoe bent over
my b+tch is bad, she don’t want no nova
racks on the racks on the racks and we got it
issey miyake the fit and armani
you said that you’re proud of me baby be honest
oh, i do this for you but i feel like you ain’t loyal
you know that none of these n+ggas like me
rockin’ that double c, don’t want no nike
he wanna pop out tell that boy to fight me
they tryna play hide+and+seek, tryna find me
i ain’t no dumb n+gga, yeah, that’s not me
i’m popping them bottles, the life of a party
that hoe gonna tweak off the bacardi
whole lotta red feelin’ like i’m carti
hop in the sp+ce, coupe in the awry
and f+ck my ex, oh yeah she sorry
too many bands now, i don’t give a f+ck about no b+tch
these n+ggas be switchin’ them n+ggas on d+ck
i stay with my crew, no ovo
yeah, i made a goal, but f+ck a goalie, though
had to run my bag up, he want smoke tell him back up
no, you ain’t callin’ back, uh this hoe called me dad, bruh
too much bands, you mad, bruh

man i came straight from nothin
you say you ridin’, bluffin’ my shooters gon’ up it
if this hoe not f+ckin’, she gon’ hit the door
callin’ out my phone, this b+tch call me bro
b+tch, i’m not your brother, move on to a different hoe



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