Proofread By Famous Dex Lyrics
Check the record, misread
Naw for real, Dexter, woah
Check the record, don’t misread
Just 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
And check the record, ***, please
They ain’t got nothing on me
And I got nothin’ but the diamonds on me
And why the *** they keep hatin’ on me
But who cares, not me (Not me)
Run up, got that .30 on me (What)
And I ain’t with all the ***’ talkin’ homie
You mad cause I *** your girlfriend homie
Goyard, OG’s, I don’t want no Gucci, Louis
I went from nothin’ to somethin’ that’s why they mad homie
Inglewood to Cali, yeah, Hollywood homie
4 grams in the backwood, I’m stuck
Rose, please pour me a coup
So check the record, don’t misread
Got the money, yeah blue cheese, Dexter
Check the record, don’t misread
Just 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, who do you better, ***, please
I’ma pour this bottle ’til it’s empty
Check the record, I’m the one who succeed
Pick you up and you was looking ***
What I’m rollin’, big trees
All my diamonds are shinin’ like Christmas Eve
Gotta go, hit it before I leave
You ain’t rushin’ but coming at record speed
Good hair, no weave
You do your thing, girl you doin’ your thing
Can’t say I’m not in love, cause I swear it’s luck that you bring
You make a real *** 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
Just see, I got the key to succeed (Yuh)
And I’m just tryna get all of the haters off me (Uh)
And I’m just tryna take a little pressure off me (Yessir)
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
Naw for real, you know what I’m sayin’, like
I’m like sis, I don’t really like the haters
You know what I’m sayin’, like
I don’t pay attention to them
We gon’ keep getting money sis
Know what I’m sayin’, hook me up
Check the record, don’t misread
I got your bad *** on her knees
Tryna get a little money off me
Call sis while the goofy *** still stalking