Something to Prove
Gr1m, don't do it to em
Yeah
This is for all of the niggas that doubted me
Said a nigga would never amount to things
I'm coming straight for your neck
I might aim at your chest
I might kill if God is allowing me
I'm going straight for the throne
So leave me alone
I just hope that my mama is proud of me
Some of y'all niggas can't hang
So I stay with my gang
I got a millionaire niggas surround me
I'll go to the top you know I'll be the man
I got my niggas we come through like a band
Yeah I got something to prove
I got something to lose but y'all niggas just don't understand
I'm cooking y'all niggas, I'm flipping the pan
The way I be rapping I should've been banned
I'm making y'all rappers look bad
When I get in my bag
Like y'all niggas never had a chance
I just became chilling counting all the bands
Making this beat, while your girl's in my pants
I'm tired of all of this shit
Said I can't make a hit
But I'll step on you niggas like ants
I cannot wait to go get my advance
Already know that I'm going to France
A nigga is so up that the baddest bitch from my high school could say "hi"
And I won't even glance
I'm getting this bread so I'm hitting my dance
You say you want to smoke, well go get in your stance
Y'all niggas the same but God made me enhanced
But sooner or later you'll become a fan
Me getting rich is all I have planned
Remember I had to eat food at the can
But now if you want me to show
Then I hope that you know
That you better be bringing them bands
This is for all of the niggas that doubted me
Said a nigga would never amount to things
I'm coming straight for your neck
I might aim at your chest
I might kill if God is allowing me
I'm going straight for the throne
So just leave me alone
I just hope that my mama is proud of me
Some of y'all niggas can't hang
So I stay with my gang
I got a millionaire niggas surround me
Y'all niggas ain't fuck with my shit
Now I'm making it rain on yo bitch
I'm just going insane in this bitch
I ain't claiming no bitch
I'm just true to the game getting rich
You know I'll never change on my clique
Yeah I'm marring this
This is all that I got so I'm carrying this
To the end of the road
Til there's no where go but up
And there's no one that will interrupt
When I'm stuck on my grind
Yeah I won't have the time to be playing
But I am just saying
I'm laying
Down these heavy rhymes
But I'm not in my prime
On the mountain I climb to success
Y'all will just have to watch the rest of the way up
Cause I'm gonna stay up
And get in my bag
It's a fact
It's a lay up
You want me then pay up
You think that you're better than me better wake up
Im on your head like a shape up
My ex was no good so yeah we had to break up
Now I'm just fucking other girls with their cake up
My pockets are heavy like I got my weight up
I'll make in a day what you make if you save up
My boys we them dog we don't care if you hate us
I'm stacking this cash yeah I'm going this paper
I know that I'm great but I'm just getting greater
Yeah
This is for all of the niggas that doubted me
Said a nigga would never amount to things
I'm coming straight for your neck
I might aim at your chest
I might kill if God is allowing me
I'm going straight for the throne
So leave me alone
I just hope that my mama is proud of me
Some of y'all niggas can't hang
So I stay with my gang
I got a millionaire niggas surround me
I'll go to the top you know I'll be the man
I got my niggas we come through like a band
Yeah I got something to prove
I got something to lose but y'all niggas just don't understand
I'm cooking y'all niggas, I'm flipping the pan
The way I be rapping I should've been banned
I'm making y'all rappers look bad
When I get in my bag
Like y'all niggas never had a chance
I just became chilling counting all the bands
Making this beat, while your girl's in my pants
I'm tired of all of this shit
Said I can't make a hit
But I'll step on you niggas like ants
I cannot wait to go get my advance
Already know that I'm going to France
A nigga is so up that the baddest bitch from my high school could say "hi"
And I won't even glance
I'm getting this bread so I'm hitting my dance
You say you want to smoke, well go get in your stance
Y'all niggas the same but God made me enhanced
But sooner or later you'll become a fan
Me getting rich is all I have planned
Remember I had to eat food at the can
But now if you want me to show
Then I hope that you know
That you better be bringing them bands
This is for all of the niggas that doubted me
Said a nigga would never amount to things
I'm coming straight for your neck
I might aim at your chest
I might kill if God is allowing me
I'm going straight for the throne
So just leave me alone
I just hope that my mama is proud of me
Some of y'all niggas can't hang
So I stay with my gang
I got a millionaire niggas surround me
Y'all niggas ain't fuck with my shit
Now I'm making it rain on yo bitch
I'm just going insane in this bitch
I ain't claiming no bitch
I'm just true to the game getting rich
You know I'll never change on my clique
Yeah I'm marring this
This is all that I got so I'm carrying this
To the end of the road
Til there's no where go but up
And there's no one that will interrupt
When I'm stuck on my grind
Yeah I won't have the time to be playing
But I am just saying
I'm laying
Down these heavy rhymes
But I'm not in my prime
On the mountain I climb to success
Y'all will just have to watch the rest of the way up
Cause I'm gonna stay up
And get in my bag
It's a fact
It's a lay up
You want me then pay up
You think that you're better than me better wake up
Im on your head like a shape up
My ex was no good so yeah we had to break up
Now I'm just fucking other girls with their cake up
My pockets are heavy like I got my weight up
I'll make in a day what you make if you save up
My boys we them dog we don't care if you hate us
I'm stacking this cash yeah I'm going this paper
I know that I'm great but I'm just getting greater
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Writer(s): Jamiah Hicks
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