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Proud
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Proud was released on June 20, 2024 by JustJohn as a part of the album Home Sweet Home?
ReleasedJune 20, 2024
LabelJustJohn
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

It's kind of illogical
And with all the blessings
I'm really gonna
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
Of everything that I've done, treatin' me like my own son
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
Of everything that I've done, treatin' me like my own son (son)
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
After every sin I've done, feelin' like I wanna run
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
After every sin I've done, feelin' like I wanna run
Shе tell me that I'm the one, even though I'm feelin' like a bum
Fortune cookie said it's luck, I think it's from the one above
Someday I'ma be the plug, and jump out of the hole I dug
And when that day comes, I'ma say I'm finally done
I'm aimin' for the moon, masterin' the art of tune
This music feels like a canvas, I'm paintin' it like Splatoon
A little prone to pain, but I'ma still go 'gainst the grain
Wonderin' if I'm the same when it comes to the end of days
By the end of it, I be thinkin' that I really got nowhere to grow
Being single but I'm also whipped, I don't really need another hoe
Maybe I'ma just run away if I don't know where to hide or go
Bumpin' Indigo, I wanna go fast, waste my cash, and buy a new dash
Fuck, I got really bad tendencies
Whoa! I got 35-year-old knees
Who? She really like it when I tease
Cool, what do I say now? (Say)
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
Of everything that I've done, treatin' me like my own son
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
Of everything that I've done, treatin' me like my own son (son)
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
After every sin I've done, feelin' like I wanna run
Pray for the day where I really could be proud
After every sin I've done, feelin' like I wanna run
Written by: John Villalta
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