Proceed ft. Ge'Quan Lyrics

It's that think and roll tree song

Probably think they know me song

But totally wrong

Let me some more beats on

Driving around on one street with repeat on

Need some different shit that can give me some

Inspiration, but damn this little weed strong

Feeling good, but distracted to write

Guess this spot just not right

So proceed looping me from

The top of the track

I'm attracting

The shit gone help me

Don't wanna look back I got

Big ideas in one jumbo pack

Do them all until I'm dead

This one here just a speck

Younger me probably said that I am the best

Sharing to me the friends

Bumping seventh on I-thirty west

Think and roll tree song

Trying new shit might cop me some v-lone

What I'm doing?

Who I'm choosing?

What I'm fooling?

Am I winning

Am I losing at pursuing?

Is she black, thick or peruvan?

She a ten in the bed, but no congruence

In a convo

So what I'm doing what I'm choosing ?

Should I go and chase a dollar or influence ?

It's that think and roll tree song

I don't want get fly everyday

Sometime might get high any day

No no, I don't like mary kay

Cross me twice you my enemy

Catch more lies I write you away

Want you to hear me

Want you to pay

I don't want get by everyday

Progress go slow

Homeboy wrist on gold

I don't want get by everyday

I don't want get by everyday

Progress go slow

Homeboy wrist on gold

I don't want get by everyday

I don't want get by everyday

I'm solving my issues with letters

I'm cool like the weather

I'm here then I'm gone I'm a feather

If we just met and you think that I'm paying

Believe me the best you go get is some cheddars

Don't wanna boast but I know that I'm clever

Whatever you playing I think that I'm better

Twenty-five under

I'm coming for you

Or you brother, your sister

Your cousin whomever

Working on living

Was working on dying

Thought about my quitting

But now I keep trying

Got some more discipline cause of this rhyme

Catch me at Wimbledon I'm on a grind

Not about passion, I'm just passing some time

The more that I do I'm aging like wine

Hope I don't die by my horoscope sign

Bet I have hair when I turn forty-nine

Progress go slow

Homeboy wrist on gold

By everyday

I don't want get by everyday