Proof Lyrics

Young fly kid

Never lied kid

Son of a Preacher man

All of his teacher said

IQ amazing

But he kinda lazy

And nobody seen the plan

Destined for greatest

This world is so crazy and

We dodging the evil man

So what is the teacher saying

Man with no lands

I'm out handling business

All of these stories bout trenches

When glory the image

The media Maurying negus

Like most of foreign to children

The streets home

But gory the image

Ain't nobody winning

My home

With all of my children

Gun safe

Ammunition

Bang

Ohh wait

Imagine all the mazes

We ran through

We done finally made it

And this proof

They killing negus

In broad day

Can't even go

To the store

Wait

How can they swerve

On my kin

All we wanna do is win

Smoking on pressure

Still handling business

Heavy invested

But streets taught me flipping

We feed the woman and children

Cause money shit

Unless spent lineage

Build with gang

And affiliates

Acres on millions

Tribe till I die

Fuck the Benjamin's

Money got Benjamin button

It's old then it's new

Go cop me some land

In Caribbean

Swear my whole life

Been a movie

The future come to me

So ain't a lot

That's gone move me

Swerving on land

Where the crew be

They way that he moving

Abundance come to him

And through him

I seen it

Manifest here land

Him be the Sun

Him Superman

Him be the Sun

Him Superman

Ohh wait

Imagine all the mazes

We ran through

We done finally made it

And this proof

They killing negus

In broad day

Can't even go

To the store

Wait

How can they swerve

On my kin

All we wanna do is win