Young Buck - Proud Of You lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, woop woop! Its about 60 blunts on the table Bunch of locs in the studio It's 4 in the morning n***a I'm proud of y'all n***as cuh' [Hook x2] The way n***as been running through these bricks Boy, I'm proud of ya The way n***as been loading up these clips Just know I'm proud of ya The way shawty been stacking up on chips b**h, I'm proud of ya I'm getting money, I ain't stunting on none of this sh** We so proud of ya [Verse 1] Hold up, I ain't through yet b**h, I'm walking around like a new chick Got a closet full of brand new sh** Real street n***a, you knew this Y'all n***as make me come do this Live a whole world like who this I got a 100 in, lets move this That done talked about me like Jesus They don't like to ball out our leaders We got powder stuffed in our Pumas Acid all in Adidas I got Xanax bars in my pocket She got molly pills in her purse If you pull a n***a better pop it It's about who shoot first I done fell in love with the money Got a preacher saying you cursed I'm telling him just keep praying That the money come do you worse Bars sounding like I got Biggie lungs Walking like I got Pac feet Talking like I got [?] Martin Luther with the King speech Looking like I'm fresh off the slum Hungry n***a I come to eat And I'm bringing the bullet for anybody That ever did anything to me I do all my dirt by lonely I don't need nobody need to come and hang with me This is for all of my homies that not did not change on me That's that real sh** [Hook x2] [Verse 2] Hold up, lemme roll up Yo money my pockets swelled up Whole paints getting towed up Real n***as just showed up And the whole block get sowed up Better let us see you know it Where that check at? You owe us You a f** n***a, we soldiers (You a f** n***a, we don't f** with you) You a f** n***a, we soldiers (You a f** n***a, we don't f** with you) Ain't getting money, you broke as f** And f**ing with ya', I'm focused I ain't never running out of dope I'm consistent though if you don't know this I remember what the plug told us When they put the weight on my shoulders And the young n***as I roll with Gotta pa** it down to the oldest Can't stop now, keep going Getting locked, down no holding Get shot down start shooting Get robbed n***a, start looting These b**hes gon' start choosing These n***as gon' start losing My n***a booing d**h Row right now 'bout to die by execution I'm going crazy with the money I need a mental institution Or a minute with my partner before they gas and seduce 'em Just to tell 'em, boy, I'm proud of ya [Hook x2]