Aye, aye (Coupe) Proud of me Prada fit, now she proud to hang I won't fall if I can lean on the gang It's the only way (Free!) I came out of pressure with a diamond chain Tryna plot on me I can see it on a cloudy day Had to tell my nine to put the fire away (Brother, not today), yeah We gon' handle problems in a proper way, yeah Never kissed a swoop, care who in the loop Fuck that, (Gimme the loot!) (Boom) Seven sixty-two Feelings buried in the booth Kept it real to the roots, chosen Dollar bills droppin' tears in the (Coupe) I could deal with it, niggas on Dill living with the troops I was meal skipping, but still drippin' sippin' juice Then my deal giving vacuum seal flipping niggas roots My canon film living proof and I'm dead serious too I'm the rarest in the room and I dare a nigga too I'm the male in there, thirty shells in the flute Seen my big bro go to jail, never sharing what he knew Had to shed being scared when I bled through my suit, yeah Money counter clicking, I was fit for counterfeit And found a lick in every county, counter hitting found the rhythm Reparations from the reaper help me reach it, reaping riches All my people sleep with switches Magazines'll clean the issue I won't never tell nobody what ya did or why you did it But I can't help feeling like the night you did it made you different I could tell by how you popping all them pills you hate the feeling Thinking people hate the villain But it don't change the way it feel to see you're Proud of me Prada fit, now she proud to hang I can't fall if I can lean on the gang It's the only way (Free!) I came out of pressure with a diamond chain Tryna plot on me But I can see it on a cloudy day Had to tell my nine to put the fire away Not today We gon' handle problems in a proper way Checking off the goals breaking records, not the code Stake a second if ever to these niggas recognize the goat Ain't no blessing, knew the second I was mesmerized with dough I was pressed to find some more, but never jeopardized my soul Ain't no trust up in these streets, that's why I rather be at home Niggas take it as a weakness when you rather see 'em strong Know you faking when you with me, so I rather see you gone Know you just gon' ask for money so I rather be alone, yeah Tight them racks and stack it when it gets sticky I can manage When I'm hurt, I get to rapping, I ain't talking 'bout no bandage Making a bank account for bonds, cause I bond it with some bandage And we strapped up just like bondage even when we at the concerts all the fans can see you're Proud of me Prada fit, now she proud to hang I can't fall if I can lean on the gang It's the only way (Free!) I came out of pressure with a diamond chain Tryna plot on me But I can see it on a cloudy day Had to tell my nine to put the fire away Not today We gon' handle problems in a proper way