Proxy - So Fresh lyrics

[Hook: 57 Pixels/ProXy] Our first collab, these verses last Blasting mags inside during your church's ma** Nothing and no one can compete with what we're throwing yes Because we're so damn fresh, so damn fresh [Verse 1: 57 Pixels] I'm so f**ing tired, and I swear after this week I'll be fired A liar I should keep my mouth closed with pliers Air liners and private boats is not what I envision But rhyming strong and peoples beats is what I've been k**ing Money is cool but its not really an a**et There are some obstacles that I still haven't pa**ed yet I feel like the dummy that undergoes crash test No hate towards me with 57P stitched on my flat chest Who you looking for Roni? That's ProXy You want to see her? Hell nah, g. Stop please She's been by maybe, you hate me? I'm the one that started the E.N.I.A.C It's crazy, what matters most in our lives People are shouting Praise me, when they haven't done anything right A lady half naked with her a** shaking in the past maybe was the number one prize But lately life's been on some slick strict bullsh** Making me want to put a piece to my face and use the full clip I stopped d** but this is something I would hit I don't like this, a moment that isn't priceless Two crowns for the couple in front is what I want for Christmas I'm incisive, with a sensitive touch, King Midas Hey mom and dad are you proud of me yet? [Proxy] I'm not as cowardly yet [57 Pixels] You always frown at me 'cept [Both] When I act the way you always pushed me to be [ProXy] Did I not intrusive-a-ly [57 Pixels] Show you how crucially free I am now that I'm becoming happy again [ProXy] Smiling and laughing and then [57 Pixels] I remember back in time when I was told I could be whatever I wanted to be And spitting raw flows is basically nothing but me [Verse 2: ProXy] This is a new generation Me and 57P on a bada** collaboration Jules stood up and formed us But I created the name you'll soon know trust Pretty soon well be playing at every concert venue And be at the top of your dinner menu Try our shakes, for damn's sake We''e better than February 5 with some pancakes But for real though, we go hard on every single flow So now, woah that hit sent me to Mars yo On this track I'm feeling lucky try and touch me But it's not new when someone says, "f** me!" [Hook] Our first collab, these verses last Blasting mags inside during your churches ma** Nothing and no one can compete with what we're throwing yes Because we're so damn fresh so damn fresh