Nothing To Prove Lyrics

Look, I got nothing to prove

They all used to hate, now they fronting they mood

I could've gotten A's but I chose double D's

Her head was too dumb, had to take her to school

I been out the way, I don't know about you

I been getting loot, I don't know about you

Yea, I took me some L's, now I'm gettin a M, if that's how it work, then I don't care if I lose

Told em' don't come close, just step back

NFG on my back, I rep that

Dior on my feet, If I wasn't a Christian then I swear be looking for headtaps

Give a fuck what they said, I ain't read that

I ain't ever heard of bro, why he said that

When I'm stuck on my grind, I don't got no time

Yeah even my bitch don't get text-backs

Phone stay blowin up on DND

She ain't used to feel, why she feeling me?

I got niggas in the feds, tryna feed the streets

I'm NFG, they ain't seeing me

And shout out to P, he put me on game, he told keep staying with it

These songs like just shots so I get in my range and I just start spraying lyrics

Yea I may hit it once but that shit was too wack so I told her don't say I did it

If bitch acting crazy then she get the boot, I don't care if she say she with it

Only the bread get play-dates

Spend it and get it the same way

Niggas getting real low on they paydays, so I made his bitch come and spin thru like a Beyblade

I got nothing to prove

They all used to hate, now they fronting they mood

I could've gotten A's but I chose double D's

Her head was too dumb, had to take her to school

I been out the way, I don't know about you

I been getting loot, I don't know about you

Yea, I took me some L's, now I'm gettin a M, if that's how it work, then I don't care if I lose

Told em' don't come close, just step back

NFG on my back, I rep that

Dior on my feet, If I wasn't a Christian then I swear be looking for headtaps

Give a fuck what they said, I ain't read that

I ain't ever heard of bro, why he said that

When I'm stuck on my grind, I don't got no time

Yeah even my bitch don't get text-backs

Body aching, I still put in pain

Like the fuck do I gotta explain?

I get pumped when I listen to my music

My adrenaline rush from the verses I say

Ain't using no rapper's lyrics for my captions, cuz I can write songs every day

Ain't wear designer, still put that shit on, I'm rocking my brand everyday

I been stacking this paper, I don't care bout fake friends, don't tell me come thru, I'll be late

And if you got morals, I fuck with you, I don't care bout what you got in the bank

Stop asking me questions, you giving me vibes like you tryna write up a statement

Nigga, ask about me, I'm getting more checks than Nike from the songs that I make

Look, I got nothing to prove

They all used to hate, now they fronting they mood

I could've gotten A's but I chose double D's

Her head was too dumb, had to take her to school

I been out the way, I don't know about you

I been getting loot, I don't know about you

Yea, I took me some L's, now I'm gettin a M, if that's how it work, then I don't care if I lose

Told em' don't come close, just step back

NFG on my back, I rep that

Dior on my feet, If I wasn't a Christian then I swear be looking for headtaps

Give a fuck what they said, I ain't read that

I ain't ever heard of bro, why he said that

When I'm stuck on my grind, I don't got no time

Yeah even my bitch don't get text-backs