Sum 2 Prove ft. Young Soul Lyrics

Yeah, it feels like I got nothing to lose

Say it feel like I got something to prove

Why you think I give my all in the booth

Why you think I do the shit I do

My mama wants a Benz I'm a put her in that 650 coupe

I know my granny looking down on me too

I know she is smiling at me because she knew what her grandbaby would do

I got something to prove

See I got something to prove

Yeah, I got something to prove

See I remember when I prayed for this

My granny told me it would be days like this

So let me tell you about some things I miss

I heard they are talking out they neck like Narley lame and shit

But that's before I started to figure out my lane and shit

Like if he is rapping why he always trying to sing and shit

And is he Crippin cause all his homies fucking bang and shit

I promise I won't never fucking change for shit

And a nigga can't never say he ever gave me shit

I be thinking about my Uncle Charles when I'm doing my adlibs

Reminisce when I was down on my ass still

The love they are showing me mad real

They keep asking if I pick up my pad still

And how I was making all these moves in the past year

You wouldn't believe that I had fears

I was doing all this shit just to hide my tears

On my knees talking to God asking him to help me heal

Victim of my circumstances I can't help how it is

And I can't help how it feel shit it is what it is

Yeah, it feels like I got nothing to lose

Say it feel like I got something to prove

Why you think I give my all in the booth

Why you think I do the shit I do

My mama wants a Benz I'm a put her in that 650 coupe

I know my granny looking down on me too

I know she is smiling at me because she knew what her grandbaby would do

I got something to prove

See I got something to prove

Yeah, I got something to prove

From a boy to a man

Went from crawling to standing

From the projects to mansions

From a saint to a savage

I can't tell you what happen I can't tell you I'm happy

A smile I sold too many times a lie I told too many times

I say I'll change I never do just paint a better view

Basquiat before the BAS cosign I was already touring

Lot of soul's lot of hoes lot of l's to roll

L's I never spoke about baby mama hold me down

I couldn't return the favor don't deserve her hate to say it

Face the facts but hate to face the mirror

Sometimes I hate I let my trauma turn me into my pop's twin

I get like Pac would get

Pop some shit that made the whole city want to drop the kid

Like Apolonia and yeah, she right here by my side passing her woods to roll up

Life is a bitch control her

The man above had good intentions for my sins

They birth some sentences of life into niggas that was dying

And for that I got

Yeah, it feels like I got nothing to lose

Say it feel like I got something to prove

Why you think I give my all in the booth

Why you think I do the shit I do

My mama wants a Benz I'm a put her in that 650 coupe

I know my granny looking down on me too

I know she is smiling at me because she knew what her grandbaby would do

I got something to prove

See I got something to prove

Yeah, I got something to prove

Yeah, it feels like I got nothing to lose

Say it feel like I got something to prove

Why you think I give my all in the booth

Why you think I do the shit I do

My mama wants a Benz I'm a put her in that 650 coupe

I know my granny looking down on me too

I know she is smiling at me because she knew what her grandbaby would do

I got something to prove

See I got something to prove

Yeah, I got something to prove