Nothing Left To Prove

Yeah
I'm happy to be in the studio working on new music but
I'd rather stay home with my cat

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Still feels like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Why it still feel like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Yo, still feels like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do

My credentials are impeccable (Not to brag)
Cause for fifteen years me and music been inseparable (Like that)
Y'all told me to go to college cause my dreams weren't acceptable
In progressional societies, the irony's hysterical

Hope you kept my old CD's, those things gon' be collectible
Might put your kid through school if you sell em in an extra few
Years cause it's clear my success is unpreventable
Feels like I'm in the outer limits in a world that's one dimensional

Even mom and dad were skeptical
Let's face it, it's easy to embrace basic but most struggle with unconventional
I struggle with unprofessionals
Cause I expect others to work as hard as me, but most of the time they never do

In thirty years on this earth, I've only met a few
Your homeboy is as reliable as where you read the news
So I'm reclusive in the stu like a Hip-Hop Howard Hughes
And I can't get burnt out after all I've powered through

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Still feels like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Why it still feel like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Yo, still feels like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do

Been having writer's block and a loss of concentration
Been debating a couple years if I should switch my occupation
Do I still love it or I hate it
And would better payment change it
Felt down and out till Alpha Howse, shout out to Whitney Peyton

I'm making records, mixing records, hit me to fix your records
Money back guarantee if hiring me don't make it better
Big dreams, big endeavors, chasing it still brings me pleasure
I don't pretend to live in LA, I'm really out here in the desert

Probably be that way forever, they gon' build a statue of me
And since I fell out with Bizarre I can't go back to the D
I was young, hot headed, now I mastered my chi
So if you happen to see him in the street dap him for me

Music's given me peace
Like the cross to a priest
Only difference is I'm too prideful to drop to my knees
Would rather kill myself than accept a loss or defeat
So winning at whatever I do's the only option for me

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Still feels like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Why it still feel like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do
Yo, still feels like I do

I got nothing left to prove
Still feels like I do

Or maybe I do have couple things left to prove on the list
Don't worry I'll get to it
Yeah
I wonder what we gonna do this next decade
From two thousand and twenty-three to two thousand and thirty-three