Proofread (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Check the record, misread Naw for real, Dexter, woah Check the record, don't misread Just see, I got the key to succeed And I'm just tryna get all of the haters off me And I'm just tryna take a little pressure off me So, check the record, don't misread Next time, proofread And I'm just tryna get all of the haters off me And I'm just tryna take a little pressure off me And check the record, bitch, please They ain't got nothing on me And I got nothin' but the diamonds on me And why the fuck they keep hatin' on me But who cares, not me (Not me) Run up, got that .30 on me (What) And I ain't with all the fuckin' talkin' homie You mad cause I fucked your girlfriend homie Goyard, OG's, I don't want no Gucci, Louis I went from nothin' to somethin' that's why they mad homie Inglewood to Cali, yeah, Hollywood homie 4 grams in the backwood, I'm stuck Rose, please pour me a coup So check the record, don't misread Got the money, yeah blue cheese, Dexter Check the record, don't misread Just see, I got the key to succeed And I'm just tryna get all of the haters off me And I'm just tryna take a little pressure off me So, check the record, don't misread Next time, proofread And I'm just tryna get all of the haters off me And I'm just tryna take a little pressure off me (Okay) Someone, who do you better, bitch, please I'ma pour this bottle 'til it's empty Check the record, I'm the one who succeed Pick you up and you was looking sexy What I'm rollin', big trees All my diamonds are shinin' like Christmas Eve Gotta go, hit it before I leave You ain't rushin' but coming at record speed Good hair, no weave You do your thing, girl you doin' your thing Can't say I'm not in love, cause I swear it's luck that you bring You make a real nigga sing, like Roll with me and I'll keep it gangsta You my type and I wanna thank ya' Take my time and I'll get to know ya' Don't believe me, I'm tryna show ya' Check the record, don't misread Just see, I got the key to succeed (Yuh) And I'm just tryna get all of the haters off me (Uh) And I'm just tryna take a little pressure off me (Yessir) Check the record, don't misread Next time, proofread And I'm just tryna get all of the haters off me And I'm just tryna take a little pressure off me Naw for real, you know what I'm sayin', like I'm like sis, I don't really like the haters You know what I'm sayin', like I don't pay attention to them We gon' keep getting money sis Know what I'm sayin', hook me up Check the record, don't misread I got your bad bitch on her knees Tryna get a little money off me Call sis while the goofy bitch still stalking