matt proxy – 530 (Lyrics & Video)

530 – matt proxy Lyrics

No, baby

Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah

Say, I don't really fuck with with these underground niggas, you know

Hmm-mm, why? Yeah (Yeah)

What day is it today? It's July 6th, Monday

5:30, the car missing, my brodie be pot-flipping

My pops was Wock'-sipping

I feel like we all victims

I'm hot, give me all symptoms

I really broke out the system with THC in my system

Yeah

If you know me, I don't really like the press

But press got the power, so shoutout to UGS

I put ten thousand hours, my trousers ripped and distressed

The past year been so weird, I gotta confess

Passed last year's goals tenfold, I'm the best

I'm just hеre for the young black nigga that's next

I got a call that my latе sister overdosed from Percocet

One week later, me and phreshboyswag doing Percocet

One week later, I saw some numbers I wasn't seeing yet

I'm swimming hella fast underwater, I don't need a breath

Four weeks later, I seen some niggas I ain't seen yet

I met Cole Bennett, my younger self wouldn't believe it

I was walking to class, my headphones loud with the Yeezus

Niggas think I sold my soul, but I go to Jesus, uh

Troll all these niggas, matt proxy can't be defeated

You pussy niggas been scared since the third "teenage genius"

don't punch me, nigga, I showed you my weakness

I can't ever fail, I can't fail, I met Yeezus, uh

Niggas, uh

Yeah (Yeah we gon' play my man matt proxy real quick)

5:30, the car missing, my brodie be pot-flipping

My pops was Wock'-sipping

I feel like we all victims

5:30, the car missing, my brodie be pot-flipping

My pops was Wock'-sipping

I feel like we all victims

I'm hot, give me all symptoms

I really broke out the system with THC in my system

But I get high

I was terrified off the meds, though

See it , baby tell me what it do

And she don't love me, try to

My heart fallin'

But I can’t give you everything

I can't give you everything

Yeah, I'm outside, I done finished hoes

I've done headlines, I don't know where I'm goin'

Different headlines, so suspenseful

Don’t know why they hate me, they try to make me hateful

They tryna make me break, but I'ma stay faithful

But am I too late?

Am I too late?

Am I too late?

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