Proof

Check it out
It's like...

I Woke up quick, at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Falconridge soon
Hit Nav G up on the telephone
Asking where the weed at? And the microphone?

Look

I wish a girl would find me handsome instead of cute
The flow special like a grandson the fountain of youth
I blow the kush up out my lungs as I ground my roots
I did some dirt to ride the cleanest whip without a roof
But never made it that far the wheels fell off the coupe
We buried bodies in the studio and lost the proof
Now it's just Mully Mallz and Douglas Fur to drop the truth
Ain't no more fucking up straight to the bank with all the loot

I know that god believes me I don't gotta prove shit
Let the words paint a motion picture, like a script
Let a hater get mad over this, watch em flip
Cause imma be right here, writing hits

We laughing all the way, infectious with the spray
I ask for plenty bad women every time I pray
Be careful what you ask for with everything you say
That energy you keep at night only comes out at day
What happens when it's time to step up and get out the way?
Will you swallow your pride and take the higher road today?
I fuck around and drag my skeletons behind the sleigh
And wear this heart upon my sleeve so that it's on display

I know that god believes me I don't gotta prove shit
Let the words paint a motion picture, like a script
Let a hater get mad over this, watch em flip
Cause imma be right here, writing hits

Yeah

Look
Wild count records
Still in this bitch
Still getting lit
Douglas Fur
Manpreet you killed this shit
8 Joints
Light one up