Escucha música Proud Of Me de Fridayy 2025 en línea | Musica R B

Bienvenidos a Fox.MusicaDe.Win Escuche y comparte musica de Musica Proud Of Me - Fridayy » R B OnLine con los amigos, Musica Gratis 2025! Fox.MusicaDe.Win!.

Escucha Proud Of Me » Fridayy | R B online.

Musica de Fridayy del Genero: R B Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de R B son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Fridayy tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero R B, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.

Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.

Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar

  • Proud Of Me - Fridayy 4:42

Fridayy - Proud Of Me Lyrics


[Chorus: Fridayy]
I know you proud of me, look at all this shit I prevailed
The youngest of your seeds, makin' sure the family eat well
I give 'em what they need, I vow we always be well
I told brodie change his ways, I'm prayin' he don't see jail
To live another day, I'm prayin' I won't see Hell
Ain't no tellin' what I'd do for my family, just know I mean well
No, you ain't next to me, no, you ain't next to me
But I'm hopin' you can see, I'm prayin' you can see

[Verse 1: Fridayy]
A million dollar curses turn to million dollar dreams
A million dollars on me, but girl, it ain't what it seems
I'm havin' nightmares, I'm havin' nightmares of my brother clutchin' on me
Can't see the snakes up in the grass, so will you show me?
"You can't trust these niggas, ain't your friends," what you told mе
Young man, just stay up off the streets, it can get lonely
"You can do whatеver you wanna dream of," what you told me
I ain't understand your words back then, but that's the old me, but look at me now
I'm walkin' on the stage, they waitin' for me like twenty-thre thou'
Too many voices in my head, just know I'm hearin' you loud
I'm walkin' 'round, smile on my face, just know I'm hurtin' inside
Oh yeah, I'm hurtin' inside
So I buy diamonds on diamonds on diamonds galore
Chain after chain after chain, what's the worth?
But it seemed to be the only thing that make me happy
I lost my soul and I lost my daddy
I know, I know
[Chorus: Fridayy & Meek Mill]
I know you proud of me, look at all this shit I prevailed
The youngest of your seeds, makin' sure the family eat well
I give 'em what they need, I vow we always be well
I told brodie change his ways, I'm prayin' he don't see jail
To live another day, I'm prayin' I won't see Hell
Ain't no tellin' what I'd do for my family, just know I mean well
No, you ain't next to me (Me), no, you ain't next to me (Me)
But I'm hopin' you can see, I'm prayin' you can see

[Verse 2: Meek Mill, Meek Mill & Fridayy, Fridayy]
Hunnid dollar nightmares turn to million dollar dreams
Ridin' past the block where my dad got left on the scene (Brrr)
Look at your lil' boy now, we done turned to kings
Shit turned me a grown man 'fore I was seventeen
Had to go and play my own hand, I did this for Nasheema and the whole fam
I got everything, but I just really wanna hold hands with my old man
On wedding day while we slow dance
But ain't no love, shot him in his heart, ain't have no chance
So I can't sleep, 'somniac, bullet holes out the Pontiac (Brrr)
Swear to God, I'd trade in all these riches to get Robbie back (Yeah)
Swear to God, I'd trade in all these foreigns to get Terry back
I'm hangin' out with my daddy, lost his life, and I'm aware of that
You had taught me how to fight (Oh) and when you got shot (Boom)
I thought about that shit every night, ain't got a Glock
I was hot, but I ain't stop, I just bought your mama spot (Oh)
And winnin' now, she was livin' PHA, now can't nobody kick us out
Scared to show up at your grave 'cause I might try dig you out
Like you know I did this shit for you
Never heard you say it back, still be like, "I miss you too"
And when I catch the nigga that did this to you, he gettin' sent to you
Skippin' school daddy did, fuck the principal
She think I'm missin' screws, when really, I'm just missin' you
My homie dad gon' pick us up, I want you to get me too
I was kinda mad I ain't have one that used to hit me too
Nipsey blue Cullinan, I'm in the Ghost, I think of you
Think of bro, I think of Snupe, I think 'bout B, it made me, ooh (Shit)
Money rule the world, but you can't pay God with it
I'd spend it all just to get back my niggas
[Chorus: Fridayy]
I know you proud of me, look at all this shit I prevailed
The youngest of your seeds, makin' sure the family eat well
I give 'em what they need, I vow we always be well
I told brodie change his ways, I'm prayin' he don't see jail
To live another day, I'm prayin' I won't see Hell
Ain't no tellin' what I'd do for my family, just know I mean well
No, you ain't next to me, no, you ain't next to me
But I'm hopin' you can see, I'm prayin' you can see

Proud Of Me » Fridayy Letras !!!

Lyrics de: Fridayy

Esta web no aloja ningun archivo mp3©Fox.MusicaDe.Win 2025 Colombia - Chile - Argentina - Mexico. All Rights Reserved.

Musica Online, Escuchar musica online , Musica En Linea, Musica en linea gratis, Escuchar Musica Gratis, Musica Online 2025, Escuchar Musica

Musica 2025, Musica 2025 Online, Escuchar Musica Gratis 2025, Musica 2025 Gratis, Escuchas, Musica de Moda.