Jaywop - Proud Of Me

Wanna hear you say you proud of me.
Can you smile for me?
So many rainy fucking days and all these cloudy scenes.
I wanna get away from all fake cause it be crowding me.
They playing in my face like I got paint, but ain't no clown in me.
Searching for comfort drastically, can you come be my backbone?
House ain't feeling like home so it make me don't want to move back home.
Just want someone to listen like the Feds do when they tap phones.
Speaking of which don't hit me regular, bitch hit my trap phone.
Trying to replace the pain for motivation just to get by.
I'm ashamed cause since 11, my scapegoat was for to get high.
I put that weed down cause that shit fucking with my memory.
I wanna blow but I'm too real to fake it in this industry.
I'm still me like Cap, I don't wanna beef with you, Lil Baby.
Wanna love you whole heartedly but you just make me crazy.
Took some time to admit it, I'm scared to be alone.
Protect my name like Craig when he had fought for Nia Long.
Sometimes we don't need love, we need comfort, someone that we can lean on.
Speaking of lean, I'm pouring up the green until my spleen gone.
And it hurt my heart when they say that I'm acting different.
Say you showed love but I'm mislead because your actions didn't.
All the shit that I'm trying to balance.
Shut down when I feel embarrassed.
My mind racing a hundred miles per sec as I sit in classes.
Wonder if this school shit gone pay off in the long run.
Mama say "When you hurt, you gotta learn to be alone, son."
Heart big as the ocean, but this some shit that they can't see.
Keeping up with my physical, deep inside, I'm feeling weak.
Michael Vick cause I be hustling like 7 days a week.
Chase the paper cause it cover all my losses like a sheet.
Wanna hear you say you proud of me.
Can you smile for me?
So many rainy fucking days and all these cloudy scenes.
I wanna get away from all fake cause it be crowding me.
They playing in my face like I got paint, but ain't no clown in me.
Searching for comfort drastically, can you come be my backbone?
House ain't feeling like home so it make me don't want to move back home.
Just want someone to listen like the Feds do when they tap phones.
Speaking of which don't hit me regular, bitch hit my trap phone.
This heart of mine, wish I could rip it out.
Already dead inside I'm better off being without it.
Be in my feelings, it's been rainy days, it's getting cloudy.
It use to hurt me being heartless, now I'm heartless proudly.
These leeches on my soul, it's draining, get the fuck from round me.
Got to keep my head up on a swivel and watch my surroundings.
The love had gave up on a search cause that shit never found me.
Got to thank the Lord that I ain't in no grave or in the county.
Heart on ice when all the pain gone melt.
Ain't seen my niece over a year, you don't know the pain I felt.
If I wasn't trying to blow off music, I'd prolly hang myself.
I'd probably cock it back and brain myself.
Self evaluating, damn got to change myself.
Cause I been feeling hopeless.
I been distant from my people, I don't show no emotion.
That knife they stab me in my back with, pull it out and hold it.
Up in the air then I say "Fuck em" like I won a trophy.
They thought that shit had broke me.
Steady pushing cause I'm a fucking soldier.
They got my chest freezing up cause my heart getting colder.
I said it once, shouldn't have to tell you shit over and over.
Don't know who to trust, they got me looking over my shoulder.
Wanna hear you say you proud of me.
Can you smile for me?
So many rainy fucking days and all these cloudy scenes.
I wanna get away from all fake cause it be crowding me.
They playing in my face like I got paint, but ain't no clown in me.
Searching for comfort drastically, can you come be my backbone?
House ain't feeling like home so it make me don't want to move back home.
Just want someone to listen like the Feds do when they tap phones.
Speaking of which don't hit me regular, bitch hit my trap phone.

Written by:
Jalen Lampkin

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