Good Terms Lyrics

Proudly

Oh, watch me proudly

(Won't back down, please let me know, yea, I'm just hopin' that I blow)

(I'm just hopin' that I blow)

Oh, uh

(My young nigga, my bro, yea he just poured a four)

Look, I'm tryna ball don't need no fuck niggas around me (Oh)

Think I don't see I just sit back

While this rat nigga sit around and try to clown me (Clown me)

Uh, look, you don't got no friends, these people wild, these people foul, they'll sit around and try to down me

Make me smile, momma sitting back, kick her feet up and relax and watch me proudly

Uh, what been going on? (What been going on?)

All type of people goin', this shit feeling wrong (This shit feelin' wrong)

Please tell me that you know it, they be quick to show it (They be quick to show it)

But that don't mean that they gon' blow it, this shit getting annoying, uh (They won't never blow it)

They keep actin' like they scorin'

Man they keep provoking me, I'ma make them see, gon' make me act out

Had put slack up on my plate and then I ate, but now I'm back, now

She want me to take her back, but now I can't, and how do that sound?

Tryna play me like I'm stupid, in a minute, gon' shoot Cupid

But I know he won't back down (And he won't back down)

Look, I'm tryna ball, don't need no fuck niggas around me (Oh-uh-uh)

Think I don't see I just sit back

While this rat nigga sit around and try to clown me

Uh, look, you don't got no friends, these people wild, these people foul, they'll sit around and try to down me

Make me smile, momma sitting back, kick her feet up and relax and watch me proudly (Uh, watch me proudly)

I don't got no high beams, so I can't see up on this road (This road)

I'm gon' stick to my things and I'm still feelin' like I'm chose (I'm still feelin' like I'm chose)

If you planning on leaving, then please let me know, yea

I'm just hoping that I blow

Told them boys to give it up because this shit is getting old

They can't knock us off our grind, I told my boys "we gotta focus"

I'm focused, I got some niggas around me blowing at you

That shit won't even matter, you won't know what to do

Since my nigga Dee died, bitch, I been feeling like fuck the rules (Fuck the rules)

This shit crazy, hit my nigga with that tool

Feeling so alone, what the fuck I'm supposed to do?

Let them know that I ain't sad, tryna put this in the past like

I'm tryna ball, don't need no fuck niggas around me

Think I don't see I just sit back

While this rat nigga sit around and try to clown me (Clown me, he tryna clown me)

Uh, look, you don't got no friends, these people wild, these people foul, they'll sit around and try to down me

Make me smile, momma sitting back, kick her feet up and relax and watch me proudly

(They'll be right up in yo' face nigga)

(They'll be right in yo' face)

Sit around and try to down me, how the fuck you gon' sit around and try to down me?

(Uh, you sitting around and tryna down me, sitting in my motherfuckin' face)

Shout out to my momma nigga