Proud Family

[Intro]
Oh, you like how I swag, you like—, you like—, you like how I do that shit, huh
Huh, I can tell, uh, yeah, I can tell, uh, uh, I can tell

[Chorus]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, too high, I’m in the clouds
I been rollin’ all day, I smoke too much loud
I ain’t even got time for family, but I know they proud
I ain’t got even time for my lil’ bitch, I’m rockin’ out the crowd
If they don’t catch me red-handed, I’m takin’ it to trial
Tried out this spot that abandoned, bitch, we need every dollar
I been smokin’ my problems, I been pill-poppin’ my feels
I’m still fightin’ my demons, wake me up, I’m dreamin’

[Verse]
She want me, she fiendin’, and I can tell
I think I like her, I remember how shе smell
If she don’t reciprocatе the energy, oh well
I ain’t trippin ’bout these hoes, bitch, you can stay over there
I got diamonds on my ear, I got diamonds on my neck, I got diamonds on my wrist
I put diamonds on her, now she think she apart of the team
I just poured in my soda, I’m sippin’ on lean
I’m addicted to codeine, I’m addicted to these drugs
She just wanna fuck a young rich nigga, she don’t know that I’m fucked up
Yeah, yeah, she don’t give no fucks
Yeah, yeah, she don’t give no fucks
I ain’t took my meds in yearsㅤ
I been thinkin’ ’bout a whole lot, that’s how I made these M’s
She a grim reaper, eat your soul out
Walk in this bitch with my pole outㅤ
Walk in this bitch with a whole lot cash I got a whole lot of
Bags, I got a whole lot of
Fuckin’ your ho, she your problem
Leanin’, I need me a kickstand
All black, all Rick man
All black this the darkside
White bitch for the apartheid
This shit hot like a stove
Rockstar bitch I’ma Rolling Stone
Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts rolex on, shit ain’t cost me nothin’
I’ve been gettin’ them bags, yeah, I make your life savings in a month
Huh, huh, huh, fuck you talkin’ ’bout
Too many cars, I can’t fit them in my parking lot bitch
These niggas ain’t on nothin’
These niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit, these niggas ain’t fuckin’ with Ken
I tote the big bag with the stick, you know on my waist it’s a gen
You wanna get down with the gang but you can’t get in
She wanna get down with the gang she gotta bring her friend

[Chorus]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, too high, I’m in the clouds
I been rollin’ all day, I smoke too much loud
I ain’t even got time for family, but I know they proud
I ain’t got even time for my lil’ bitch, I’m rockin’ out the crowd
If they don’t catch me red-handed, I’m takin’ it to trial
Tried out this spot that abandoned, bitch, we need every dollar
I been smokin’ my problems, I been pill-poppin’ my feels
I’m still fightin’ my demons, wake me up, I’m dreamin’