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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Armani White
Armani White
Vocals
Yesseh Furaha-Ali
Yesseh Furaha-Ali
Saxophone
Fridayy
Fridayy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Enoch Armani Tolbert
Enoch Armani Tolbert
Songwriter
Austin Owens
Austin Owens
Composer
Julio Angel Fernandez Jr
Julio Angel Fernandez Jr
Composer
Francis LeBlanc
Francis LeBlanc
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fridayy
Fridayy
Producer
Ayo the Producer
Ayo the Producer
Producer
July Da Producer
July Da Producer
Producer
Don' Groove
Don' Groove
Recording Engineer
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Ignacio Portales
Ignacio Portales
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Proud) ooh-ooh, ooh (Proud) ooh-ooh, ooh (Hey, Clay, we workin', baby) I know that you're proud of me (yeah) Did some things I won't believe, oh (ooh) Look what we became, oh I know that you're proud of me, yeah, yeah Ayy, black Dickies suited, I'm rentin' out Maggiano's (yeah) Legwork, but up top, I'm still heavy as Johnny Bravo I know Yano know me better now, and Wallo know we legend-bound Broke a couple records, bought some ice to keep the swellin' down I'm sellin' now, been a mess, blame it on the internet I'm platinum in some countries I ain't visit yet, who did it best? Ooh, how I missed a step? Double-check that bet I put, parley'd every set up good Did everything I said I would, yeah I cried on my birthday, and, yes, I'm proud of that I lived long enough to trap and see the other side of that I lived long enough to have a child attached I lived long enough to see them try to bring them patent leather Pradas back I switched and brought the bottom back I'm rich and this my mama bag Bitch, it's no gulag in that, you lose me you can't buy me back I put that on my body bag, hold them to them statements 'Cause they proud of me, shit, I knew that But show me, don't just say it, I know I know that you're proud of me (yeah) Did some things I won't believe, oh Look what we became, oh I know that you're proud of me, yeah, yeah I mean, I mean, I done struggled through some long days Wrong ways, fightin' through my strong phase Wi-Fi for the iPod when them songs ain't get my phone paid Like one day it'll make sense, summers in the basement 'Til Donna gotta go and pick her son up from the station Now I'm back for the weekend, I could squeeze y'all in I used to sleep inside them lots, I park my dream car in I used to sling outside that block, we saw police cars, and hopped the fence Try to gentrify that shit, I know my city monuments My shorty split when I was threadin' them patches I left some tears inside the beddin' and mattress Just me sheddin' my fabric, I took them steps But can't reflect on what happened You live your life through a mirror, then you'll do everything backwards I told my dad, if I get rich, he'll never work at all Day before he died, he told me, "Son, what you stop workin' for?" Deon keep on tellin' me to splurge, 'cause I deserve it all So I just bought two Rollies for them times I wish you heard me, dog Like I know that you I know that you're proud of me (yeah) Did some things I won't believe, oh Look what we became, oh I know that you're proud of me, yeah yeah Wow, hey, Christian we did it baby, way groove and mack up 10 years really flew since saving 50 dollars for my studio time Now it's gold plaques on the wall for me Turned my whole life around, it was dark for me Now my baby got my heart again And I woke up on the charts again, it's all good now Ayy, I got my brother Fridayy with me too Like how we make it out the city, like Niggas really made a hit while I was gettin' evicted And now we talkin' 'bout buyin' houses, ay How we turn to artist and turned into this We the hottest in the world now We the hottest in the world I know that you're proud of me (proud, proud) Did some things I won't believe, oh (can't believe it, can't believe it) Look what we became, oh I know that you're proud of me, yeah, yeah (I know you're so proud of me) On behalf of Legendbound, my name is Armani White And I hope you enjoyed your stay at Casa Blanca 'Til next time (I can't believe) (Proud) you believed in me (Proud) and I'm proud, and you're proud (Proud) oh-oh, proud (Proud)
Writer(s): Austin J Owens, Francis Leblanc, Elijah Sostrom Fox-peck, Enoch Armani Tolberto, Julio Angel Renandez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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