MBN Foota - Proud Of You

I was in the mind of a child
No I didn't know how shine yet
I'm workin' on my mindset I'm hustlin' puttin' that time in
And all these niggas think the same Thats why I be grindin'
Say I think about the times with my granny it got me cryin'
Gotta believe inside yo' self and nigga hush up with that whinin'
At sixteen years old I started prayin' now I'm risin'
I turn nineteen next week
I'm thankin' God for his resignin'
I say yes Lord no stoppin' me you know I ain't reclinin'
I graduated twelfth grade gotta education now
And If it wasn't for my family I wouldn't be able to smile
My people pattin' me on the back tellin' me bout how they proud
But they should of been proud
They know I started from the ground
Kenya taught no complainin' I been humble since a child
The most lyrical I'm overlooked and most these niggas clowns
Niggas dissin' on me now I bet I'm gon' get em' found
Got extensions in the kitchen tryna cut a nigga down
It was a witness in there with me but he bet not make a sound
I'm for Nene bitch don't you see?
That bitch lookin' so astound
Mashallah bismillah aslam where my crown?
I'm so locked in to this mission
You can't knock me off my pivot
Niggas poking like some pigeons
Playin' hooky leave him missin'
Like I'm Vance Joy I'm tryin' to get it
Nigga while I'm still livin'
Bitches hatin' in they feelings
Say a name I won't mention
And these niggas ain't safe either
They be holdin' secret tension
Old he she ass niggas steady turnin' into bitches
Needin' polish and extensions
Might as well put makeup with it
Pussy boys steady hatin' while I'm chasin' after riches
Stupid peon ass nigga so fixated on my digits
Why you pocket watchin' potna?
Back up off me I don't feel it
I got money this shit real ain't gotta flash it in no pictures
Doing push ups in my rooms makin' sure that I stay fitted
Got a clip of 22s touchin' down like I was Emmett
And when I get my first mily' I ain't gon' blow it on no pendant
Ima make sure that my momma straight before I go and get it
Was back and fourth to the store for my granny she couldn't walk
Her entire legs was diabetic she ain't cut them off
Yeah and eventually it's r.i.p. yeah she gone but not lost
Everyday hit the same Krogers I was solo in that nawf'
Yeah lone wolf real nigga get it done like I'm boss
Momma pushed me out her pussy
But nigga don't think I'm soft
I ain't buyin' none of yo' bullshit it ain't even worth the cost
Shorty' sit and say I'm wrong but I'm human what you thought?
Everyday ain't full of wins so one them days you take a loss
Can tell my pain just like a preacher so they attention I caught
Barely remember my Daddy but remember what he taught
Nigga I pray to Allah no matter if they say he false
No I ain't Christian my religion don't pray up in to a cross
No I ain't dissin' I'm just sayin' what I'm missin' to lead my flaws
And I opened up the holy book found out bout' some them laws
And no weapon shall prosper against me
I got up and fought
Say ima' force just to be reckoned with no man uh shut my jaw
Nigga bleed just like I bleed one in the hole like I play Golf
And I know that it sound bad but when he die we gon' applaud
I think that I can shine again I put in work to gloss
Yeah (I say yes lord) I put in work to gloss nigga
Everything I did nigga I swear to God I worked for it
I was in the mind of a child
No I didn't know how shine yet
I'm workin' on my mindset I'm hustlin' puttin' that time in
And all these niggas think the same Thats why I be grindin'
Say I think about the times with my granny it got me cryin'
Gotta believe inside yo' self and nigga hush up with that whinin'
At sixteen years old I started prayin' now I'm risin'
I turn nineteen next week
I'm thankin' God for his resignin'
I say yes Lord no stoppin' me you know I ain't reclinin'
I was in the mind of a child
No I didn't know how shine yet
I'm workin' on my mindset I'm hustlin' puttin' that time in
And all these niggas think the same Thats why I be grindin'
Say I think about the times with my granny it got me cryin'
Gotta believe inside yo' self and nigga hush up with that whinin'
At sixteen years old I started prayin' now I'm risin'
I turn nineteen next week
I'm thankin' God for his resignin'
I say yes Lord no stoppin' me you know I ain't reclinin'

Written by:
Curtis Mayfield, Qwanya Dunmore

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