Nipsey Hussle - Proud Of That lyrics

[Intro:] No punch, I just mean we working hard (Maybach Music) [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Look, night time with my Locs on 600 Hundered Benz with them fo's on Been through everything but I rode And I never quit or take no loss And I'm proud of that [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Back to the wall I was so stoned Self-made n***a I was solo Hot up in the kitchen, I was so stove A n***a couldn't tell me nothing, I was so broke I had AR's fo' fo's, Alpina's on low pros Brought K's wid us and got faze n***a And I used to get good grades n***a! Momma paid the bills but could'ntsave n***a So we could'ntask for no J's n***a See, that's the type of sh** change n***as Now from the street, you couldn't save n***as Only difference was we wasn't playin with' it Was'nt in it for the hoes or the fame n***a Swear to God I could'nt buy a bag of Lays n***a And I'd rather be a sinner than ashamed, n***a So like that I rationalize it in my brain, n***a Even if I was a victim to the game It was better than living life as a slave n***a Be right back! Had to turn myself into a paid n***a I did dirt cause I was common at the grave n***a to go straight and re-examine my ways That was the concept and now they're telling me I'm next But please my n***a, please my n***a, don't take this out of context All the nights I dealt with my stress All the triple bunks where I slept All the busted knuckles all the smoking guns And all the sh** I did for my set! All my n***as is gone, they got stretched But now your n***a is on, so don't fret It's a marathon to success, so all my n***as that's home we run' laps I got a flight tomorrow I'm gonna catch I got a presidential Rolex I have my mind made up, I got my grind game up Now I'm thanking Lord, I'm so blessed. [Chorus] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] My life'a marathon If I die today, will you rep tomorrow or will this fade away? Black diamonds all on my chain, violence come with this fame I'm ridin dirty my cup leanin' Pimp C inspired my paint! I got enemies on my mind Expiration dates on their lives Try to keep your head above water They wanna see a n***a capsize Can a n***a live? I'm bumpin' Pac, I'm blowin' B.I.G I'm strapped down, Colin Powell I hold it down with these forty rounds My window's up, my top down I'm stacking money, I'm out of town You're acting funny, you're a p**y n***a Talk behind my back but try to dap me now Not my type of n***a, I'm so certified When them n***as scheming, take them for the murder ride It's not who start the strongest but who money the longest or who shooting the longest A headshot is a bonus! Maybach Music [Chorus]