Lusty - Nothing To Prove

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

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