Proofread (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

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, bitch, please

They ain't got nothing on me

And I got nothin' but the diamonds on me

And why the fuck 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 fuckin' talkin' homie

You mad cause I fucked 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, bitch, 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 sexy

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 nigga 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 bitch on her knees

Tryna get a little money off me

Call sis while the goofy bitch still stalking