Official 'Proud Of Myself' Lyrics By YounBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

Here is the official lyrics to 'Proud Of Myself' by American rapper YoungBoy Never Broke Again, read the lyrics in a few scrolls. Proud Of Myself was released by YoungBoy on May 23rd, the song was co-produced by Bans, Jason Goldberg and Youngkimj.

Official Proud Of Myself Lyrics By YounBoy Never Broke Again — YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Proud Of Myself Lyrics

Intro
Ayo Bans, what you cooking?
Mmm
Mmm-mmm, oh
Look, this Alice grandson, Kentrell (Mmm-mmm-mmm-hmm-mmm-mmm, son)
Yeah, that lil' boy who you used to always tell on
I used to be jumping yo' gate, taking the oranges, uh

Verse
I could tell you that I'm proud of myself
I grew up hard, but that's just the way it is
Bad boy, all the neighbors, they ain't want me with they kids
Probably thought that I'd die, but now they see the way I live, oh-oh
I done made it 'cross the field, that's a touchdown
Clocking in, cut a ki', got the work now
Mama know that we up now
Birkin bag full of cash, hol' on, let's go
They don't like me, but I got it, I'm in it, this how it is
I was down, ain't have nobody, I did it, I smile big
I need forgiveness for things that I did
I'm thankin' God that he blessed me with all of my friends
I'm in the hills with all of these Ms
He don't even smoke K2, but I'm smoking this shit with twin
I was stressing over you while you wilding out with yo' friends
With my brother in the coupe, go to popping, we shooting again, yeah
And I came out the cell, boy
Ain't finish school, but I said that I excel for it
I'm getting it in, I ain't quitting 'cause I'm winning
Knowing how I'm rocking, I ain't stopping for the law tonight
Laying around the crib with bad women
Rhythm that I'm feeling, XO got me going off tonight
Shawty know she real bad with it
She gon' ride me and ride me till I tell her for to stop at the light
Stay off the 'Gram, not making friends and she fuck with that
She made a video out with 'em and I'm loving that
I got a group of bad women wanna tussle
Pretty, yeah, got it bad, bad, bad, yeah, yeah
They ain't wan' see me winning, I was in the prison
Missing my children, oh, I
I come from playin' with that glizzy, tryna hit 'em 'cross the fences
I ain't rapping, I'm telling it
Stuck up in it, I feel like I'm on my own (Feel like I'm on my own)
Paid them millions, I still don't feel like I'm home
And it's the small lil' things been going wrong
Feel like my mama gone away for like way too long
I ain't tryna party 'round y'all
Cooler than a bird body, more sauce than a Gala walk
Recognize 'fore it's missing, I completed every mission, I done made it out my grandad house
Shorty, please don't you leave, don't you see that I'm in a two-way love affair?
Got my heart broke, If I was focused on that
Would've got my head knocked off
Money gettin' disease, gun-toting, slinging nigga
Dead wrong how you vision me (Dead wrong how you vision me)
And I'm richer than every single of my specific critics
Watch your tone when you mention me
I can feel it deep inside of my soul
I know it's gon' get better as we go
As you know (Oh), all I receive
Still'll ride in a rental with fft in my denim
John Elliott linen got crease and my jeans say Amiri
Ayy, say who a ten and I stand, okay
No, she ain't loyal, I ain't falling, no way
But inside that girl, I be far away
Run it up, way too much racks for a safe
Seven hundred thousand what I'm paying for the case, that's a shame
Got a hit for every song that they play, what you say?
I won't get paid, ain't no love for the game (Mmm)