(CHORUS)
I got nothin left to prove
Especially to you
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
2x
(VERSE 1)
Never the most high
Often the most fly
100% way better than most guys
Takin a gamble to get to my paradise
Blow twice on a pair of dice
The charm tend to reside on the thrice
So please don't get down if the first two don't go
Sometimes she don't go
That's just the way of the road
That's the way that sh** goes
If she a 10 then she already knows
And if you too eager to tell her, cmon bro, she never gon blow
Whoa
Got a little too graphic
Know I got my mans laughin
But I gotta tone it down for the parents
Not just mine
Talkin bout all of yalls
Your mom won't approve if she heard me rappin that kind of song
So I'll devote the rest of this track to strictly clever rhymes
Honestly that should be the only design
So I pledge to bring more great bars than John Taffer - Wait
I never introduced myself
I'm your new favorite rapper
And I got nothin left to prove
Especially to you
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
2x
(VERSE 2)
I pour out my heart
At least what's left of it
Trouble finding words but I got them manifested
And everything I touch I tend to make a f**in mess of it
f**
At least I can confess to it
Mouths shut
Just let the best do it
Rough times
Man just gonna push through it
The girl Adidas
She don't just do it
The kind that really make me wait before we get to screwing
Ohhhh
Opposites attract
Together they addition
Negativity subtract
We ain't need that kind of b**hin
Now we hot up in the kitchen
And I know them b**hes listen
They don't want ya man to get it
But I got that ambitionnnn
I'm surprising these people
That's very clear
Nicky B the living proof that things ain't always as they appear
I'm spittin in here like I'm the man of the year
If you lookin for the best
Man I'm standing right here