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Famous Dex

Proofread

 

Proofread

(album: Diana - 2020)


Check the record, don't misread
You 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 them haters off me
And I'm just tryna take a little pressure off me

Now check the record and bitch, please
That they ain't got nothing on me
I know I got nothing but the diamonds on me
But why the fuck they keep hating on me?
But who cares, not me
They run up, got that .30 on me
And I ain't with all the fucking talking homie
You're mad 'cause I fucked your girlfriend homie
Goyard, four g's, I don't want no Gucci, Louis
I went from nothing to something, that's why they mad homie
Inglewood to Cali, yeah I'm Hollywood, lil' homie
Four grams in the bed when I'm stuck
Rosé, please pour me a cup
So, check the record, don't misread
Got the money, that blue cheese, Dexter

Check the record, don't misread
You 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 to do you better, bitch please
I'ma pour this bottle 'til it's empty
Check the record, I'm the one who succeed
Picked you up and you was looking sexy
What I'm rollin'? Big trees
All my diamonds are shining like Christmas Eve
Gotta go, hit it before I leave
You ain't rushing but cumming at record speed
Good hair, no weave
You do your thing, girl, you're doing your thing
Can't say I'm outta luck, 'cause I swear it's luck that you bring
You make 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
You 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

done

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