Proud of Me

Oh yeah Chea' Oh yeah Are you proud of me, mama Or are you tired of the drama I done let every shorty walk over me, I guess its karma Are you proud of me, mama Even after all the trauma You know I choose to learn my way That's how I prosper You know I know better than this You know I know your love has no conditions Oh yeah Chea' Oh yeah Are you proud of me, mama Bastard son without his father You raised a man to always protect his baby brother That was you, hey And only you Took your boys right out the ghetto too What I'd give to take the pressure off of you What I'd give to put myself in your shoes What I'd give to take the stress away from you Are you proud of me Are you proud of me, mama Are you proud of me, mama Oh, Are you proud of me Proud of me Yuh You the type of woman that don't take nothing from no one If I ever need you best believe you're gonna show up Yeah, you know this music shit ain't even just for me But I do this shit forever if it means you're gonna eat no, no, mama Gotta thank you for believing in me, yeah Are you proud of me, mama Are you tired of the drama Are you proud of me Oh yeah, oh yeah Are you proud of me, mama Did I do what I had to Oh, proud of me Are you proud of me, mama