Nothing To Prove

It's a fact, in fact come on now bust a move

I'm living life now like I've nothing to prove

It's a fact, in fact come on at least you tried

It's not the destination, it's about the ride

You're still in luck, I've got that killer touch

Now look, there's the Haig Club, fill up my cup

Getting shook, taking your king with a rook

When you hear me in your speaker, turn it right up

Hitting hard, hard hitters when I'm dropping the track

I'm here to stick around, I'm not stopping a gap

I'm blowing up the speaker when I'm rocking the Mac