Livin Proof Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Fuck these niggas fuck these bitches too
Say they gon kill me but they pussy
Nigga I'm living proof
They wanna hang they hear I got the juice
Yeah u could Ill have yo stupid ass like bishop hanging off the roof
I got some problems got some missing screws
Like why the fuck that nigga dumbout outta nowhere I thought shit was cool
Play me for pussy must not be intune
Nah that ain't me
I ain't that nigga must got prynce confused
I play wit keys from cross the seven seas
Wrap sheet of felonies
These niggas out here tryna sell you dreams
We ain't the same and we could never be
I make her pay the fee
Way before gunna I was pushing P
Game tight 10 toes aint it
Sundress wit yo feet out have them 10 toes painted
If u with it than be with it all ten toes baby
Have her on the blade all ten toes skating
BSP untouchable the goat
Ima need a yacht I cant find no comfort tryna float
I dont need a lot I just want it all and then some more
We aint need a pot crack in that concrete done grew a rose
You wouldnt believe it if u seen it like a phoenix i arose
I come from cracks in the cement scenic we aint seen that shit before
Raised by the block and schemers tweakers ma them peoples at the door
Daddy aint dip but he on that shit man I could see it in his nose
Feel like every other week the reaper out here creeping round this hoe
Ironic how shit was sweet and simple back when sleeping on the floor
Back when granny titi candy ma was beastin on tha stove
They say boy dont trust these niggas and dont ever love these hoes muthafucka
Fuck these niggas fuck these bitches too
Say they gon kill me but they pussy
Nigga I'm living proof
They wanna hang they hear I got the juice
Yeah u could Ill have yo stupid ass like bishop hanging off the roof
I got some problems got some missing screws
Like why the fuck that nigga dumbout outta nowhere I thought shit was cool
Play me for pussy must not be intune
Nah that ain't me
I ain't that nigga must got prynce confused
I play wit keys from cross the seven seas
Wrap sheet of felonies
These niggas out here tryna sell you dreams
We aint the same and we could never be
I make her pay the fee
Way before gunna I was pushing P