Correction Lyrics The Proof by Bugus

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Yeah, uh
Switched the Nike's after bank, 'cause I don't do calluses
Walked in with checks, walked out with new balances
I call being the boss, the "Rental car curse", 'cause
When you don't budget, your entrerprise Hertz
Never slowing down, not even a little bit
If making music isn't right, I'm f**kin' illiterate
And I'm rolling papers, my trees get TP'd
Chainsmokin', I be needing water when I seaweed
And I'm tryn' to tell her it's a better way
She said she want to be Boog'd up, I said LMA-O
Heh, that was funny, I want money
I'm looking for a B, not honey
'Cause I go hard with rap, I deserve to eat
Got bar after bar, I'm like Bourbon Street
In the trap when, pounds get roasted
When you in a sticky situation, don't post it
Wake up, fake up, light up a candle
Order us some eggs, then girl you gotta scramble
Send your best stepper, I'ma set the example
You gon' see a n***a, that step get trampled
So much smoke that my eyes can't sit straight
Everyday I'm on Dat Piff like mixtapes
Your weed don't hit for real, you a wrestler
N***a you ain't got no gas, you a Tesla
Even though I stopped playing sports, still I got those skills
Doin' shows in New York, I get Buffalo Bills
Life's a gamble so I live outrageous
I hate Minneapolis, I love Las Vegas
Killed Nipsey Hussle, sh*t was so aimless
Now you can see YG's stay dangerous
That don't mean I'm violent, it means I'ma protect
F**k being a victim, I rather be the suspect
High self esteem, need nobody to endorse me
All you n***as square, and I think I'm Jack Dorsey
They all know, Bugus got the vision like a fraction
So high I'm on the moon walking, Michael Jackson
If I lose my watch, tell my jeweller to replace that
Fill it up with stones, I want it rocky, ASAP
Reach for my chain, that's one big mistake
Tryin' to go viral, you'll get turned into clickbait
N***as in the club, they be rollin' fast
Tryin' to find a lick to hit so they roll with masks
But my security is strapped, and he know the task
You know the rules, if I ever get chosen, Blxst
And you talkin' bout crypto, it's too much at this point
First get your teeth fixed, it's looking like you bit coins
Clothes were old, I was broke, I was stressin'
Then I got salad and blew cheese on dressing
We used to f**k, and she loved how the bed rocks
Ask my last, I played no games in my Xbox
Sleepin' on my flow, they gon' wake up sweepin' it
Know exactly what I want, so I keep speakin' it
Hit the studio, yup I still go to sleep in it
Gettin' it is hard, but the hardest thing is keepin' it
Growin' up hard-headed, never learned a lesson
Now I'm all grown, I make a cla**ic every session
This is the proof

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