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Young Ev - Proud of Me Lyrics



Young Ev - Proud of Me Lyrics




Ayy turn me up DMO

Ayy, f*ck it then I'm selfish,
On some real shit nobody dealt with what I dealt with
I was down bad and wasn't many people helpin'
Y'all would look at me and say that I don't look healthy
I'm lookin' at you sayin' help me, you still wouldn't help me
Don't ask me for no handouts or a front cause I don't sell weed
You wouldn't give me shit if I had nothin in my belly
It's hypocritical to help them ain't shit they can tell me
Bitch I'm bossed up
Clean now I flossed up
Bitches used to dawg us
Same ones try to call us
In the Burgh bitches sniff that brown like it's sawdust
Four bad bitches in the room, I make them all cum
I'm the type to show up 30 deep, get your squad jumped
Make the plug fumble, you'd be scared to pick the ball up
I can make a flip for my squad, I show them all love
On my mom when I make it, I'm takin' care of all of us

Yeah this for all of y'all who doubted me
I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation, y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they real
I think they writin what they tryna be

Yeah this for all of y'all who doubted me
I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation, y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they real
I think they writin' what they tryna be

It's a dog-eat-dog world, I'm tryna make it out
See a bag, chase it down, no time to lay around
Gotta watch my back, some haters
Want me taken out
So I keep a 40 with a 30 clip is hangin
Out
Never bite the hand that feeds you, dog this shit is lethal
I can tell which ones a see-through, they deceive you
I got demons makin' me release my evils
Think it's sweet until my people come and see you while you sleepin

Sun down to sun up, I gotta get it, go hit the plug up
I'm down for the come up, checks, yeah I run up, bitch now I'm one up
It's been a minute since I got to kick it, I'm runnin' up digits
I might have a kid on the way, young Ev, he a dog, who be nuttin' in bitches
Smokin' that dope on the regular,
I don't smoke regular
I'm tryna rise and they want me down, but they tryna set me up
When I was down I needed a hand, But they wouldn't let me up
All I got is my bros, I don't need nobody, et cetera

Yeah, this for all of ya' who doubted me, I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation,
Y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they're real I think they writing what they tryna be

Yeah this for all of y'all who doubting me
I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation Y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they real, I think they writing what they tryna be
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English

Ayy turn me up DMO

Ayy, f*ck it then I'm selfish,
On some real shit nobody dealt with what I dealt with
I was down bad and wasn't many people helpin'
Y'all would look at me and say that I don't look healthy
I'm lookin' at you sayin' help me, you still wouldn't help me
Don't ask me for no handouts or a front cause I don't sell weed
You wouldn't give me shit if I had nothin in my belly
It's hypocritical to help them ain't shit they can tell me
Bitch I'm bossed up
Clean now I flossed up
Bitches used to dawg us
Same ones try to call us
In the Burgh bitches sniff that brown like it's sawdust
Four bad bitches in the room, I make them all cum
I'm the type to show up 30 deep, get your squad jumped
Make the plug fumble, you'd be scared to pick the ball up
I can make a flip for my squad, I show them all love
On my mom when I make it, I'm takin' care of all of us

Yeah this for all of y'all who doubted me
I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation, y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they real
I think they writin what they tryna be

Yeah this for all of y'all who doubted me
I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation, y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they real
I think they writin' what they tryna be

It's a dog-eat-dog world, I'm tryna make it out
See a bag, chase it down, no time to lay around
Gotta watch my back, some haters
Want me taken out
So I keep a 40 with a 30 clip is hangin
Out
Never bite the hand that feeds you, dog this shit is lethal
I can tell which ones a see-through, they deceive you
I got demons makin' me release my evils
Think it's sweet until my people come and see you while you sleepin

Sun down to sun up, I gotta get it, go hit the plug up
I'm down for the come up, checks, yeah I run up, bitch now I'm one up
It's been a minute since I got to kick it, I'm runnin' up digits
I might have a kid on the way, young Ev, he a dog, who be nuttin' in bitches
Smokin' that dope on the regular,
I don't smoke regular
I'm tryna rise and they want me down, but they tryna set me up
When I was down I needed a hand, But they wouldn't let me up
All I got is my bros, I don't need nobody, et cetera

Yeah, this for all of ya' who doubted me, I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation,
Y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they're real I think they writing what they tryna be

Yeah this for all of y'all who doubting me
I'ma make you proud of me
Y'all my motivation Y'all gon' get a million out of me
The way these people sound to me
I don't think they real, I think they writing what they tryna be
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Writer: Evan Stewart
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Performed By: Young Ev
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Evan Stewart
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