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I Ain't So Proud Anymore
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Oh I ain’t so proud anymore than the next motherfucker
I’d be less of a sucker if I spent all my budget on a Tesla
I wonder if my rent would be covered
And my debt be recovered if I lent you a hundred
Proud anymore of my vices addictions
I just submit or deny it’s existence
Pride in a sip, no pride in decisions
I don’t like what you get for the price of admission
Proud any more of the way I grew up
Glorifying how we all behaved on the bus
Fighting all the way to the subs
Making huge deals ‘bout how faded and drunk we got
Taking it up a notch
Ladies see something off
Haters speak up a lot
Maybe it’s us, it’s not
Hate if it’s fucking talk
They don’t have much to floss
On your cousin’s yacht
They don’t know what this cost
Yeah yeah
It pays to be such a boss
Yeah, man
All of y’all work for me
But everything you’re doing here really don’t work for me
I pegged you as better, all of it hurts to see
Proud anymore of the dangerous stuff
We came for the drugs and stayed for the sluts
No matter how far from home I end up
I love going home to say hey to you fucks
Oh I ain’t so proud anymore, yo, I used to be
Ain’t a lot of new shit do it for me
Half ass rappers ruining beats
Face tat, backpack, jewels in their teeth
Proud anymore than my dad woulda been
Of the cash that I spend on the crap I’ve accumulated
Lavish, expensive, flashy extensions
Of lack manifested in a man that’s humiliated
I’m no better than a gold member go-getter
Chipping away at a Rosetta Stone letter
No country for this old leather soul
Drinking Olmeca Gold and a bowlful of porchetta
Proud anymore of how far we’ve come
When we’re so far gone it’s scarred our lungs
The wealthy never had to start at one
The healthy never felt it hard to run
Proud anymore, I ain’t so loud as before
Pounding the door
Trying to get in but the sound is ignored
Now I get it in while I lounge on the floor
Yo, hits heavy when we tip toe
I put my foot down on a spine at Gitmo
Dick not picky, got time for big hoes
Take up space, don’t cry for rich folks
Don’t lie to kinfolk
Just because you getting high, don’t get slow
Just because you fucking drive a Benzo
Doesn’t mean you got piles of crypto
Proud anymore ‘cuz the pay ain’t enough
To put gas in the car and go away for a month
So I lay in the cut
‘Cuz I love going home to say hey to you fucks
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Oh I ain’t so proud anymore than the next motherf****r
I’d be less of a sucker if I spent all my budget on a Tesla
I wonder if my rent would be covered
And my debt be recovered if I lent you a hundred
Proud anymore of my vices addictions
I just submit or deny it’s existence
Pride in a sip, no pride in decisions
I don’t like what you get for the price of admission
Proud any more of the way I grew up
Glorifying how we all behaved on the bus
Fighting all the way to the subs
Making huge deals ‘bout how faded and drunk we got
Taking it up a notch
Ladies see something off
Haters speak up a lot
Maybe it’s us, it’s not
Hate if it’s f*****g talk
They don’t have much to floss
On your cousin’s yacht
They don’t know what this cost
Yeah yeah
It pays to be such a boss
Yeah, man
All of y’all work for me
But everything you’re doing here really don’t work for me
I pegged you as better, all of it hurts to see
Proud anymore of the dangerous stuff
We came for the drugs and stayed for the s***s
No matter how far from home I end up
I love going home to say hey to you f***s
Oh I ain’t so proud anymore, yo, I used to be
Ain’t a lot of new s**t do it for me
Half a** rappers ruining beats
Face tat, backpack, jewels in their teeth
Proud anymore than my dad woulda been
Of the cash that I spend on the crap I’ve accumulated
Lavish, expensive, flashy extensions
Of lack manifested in a man that’s humiliated
I’m no better than a gold member go-getter
Chipping away at a Rosetta Stone letter
No country for this old leather soul
Drinking Olmeca Gold and a bowlful of porchetta
Proud anymore of how far we’ve come
When we’re so far gone it’s scarred our lungs
The wealthy never had to start at one
The healthy never felt it hard to run
Proud anymore, I ain’t so loud as before
Pounding the door
Trying to get in but the sound is ignored
Now I get it in while I lounge on the floor
Yo, hits heavy when we tip toe
I put my foot down on a spine at Gitmo
D*** not picky, got time for big h***
Take up space, don’t cry for rich folks
Don’t lie to kinfolk
Just because you getting high, don’t get slow
Just because you f*****g drive a Benzo
Doesn’t mean you got piles of crypto
Proud anymore ‘cuz the pay ain’t enough
To put gas in the car and go away for a month
So I lay in the cut
‘Cuz I love going home to say hey to you f***s
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Operating out of Toronto, Canada since 1996, Hand'Solo Records is devoted to releasing quality hip hop that is creative, clever and often experimental. Early releases, now out of print, include Buck 65, Sixtoo, Moka Only, and others. Currently home to The Dirty Sample, Ol' Gorilla Bones, Epic, Tachichi, No Town Vandal, Fortunato, Magick Show and Mickey O'Brien. ... more
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