| Song Title: | Sum 2 Prove |
| Singer: | Twysted Genius & Lil Baby |
| Album: | My Turn |
| Songwriter: | Twysted Genius & Lil Baby |
| Label: | Quality Control & Motown Records |
English Lyrics
You know Lil Ced, that’s my nigga,
I made him a millionaire, fuck it, we all rich
I ain’t tryna have babies right now,
so we fuck with the rubber, but I got a raw bitch
Know this money bring envy, you probably wan’ be me
But bro, we can’t beef ’bout no small shit
Overseas, got the crowd doin’ moshpits
Can’t believe that I’m still in the ‘partments
Businessman, went and got me an office
Million dollar deals, I get ’em often
Me and Dolla was servin’ on Sparks Street
Hot lil’ jit, he gon’ stay with the chopstick
I got robbed, that shit made me a monster
Eviction notice, my sister, my mamas
Now they houses as big as they want ’em
I done ran up them motherfuckin’ commas
Look at lil’ Dominique
Livin’ like we in a race, I might come in first or second
But I won’t ever be last
Lately I been in my bag
Bro told me don’t take my foot off the gas
If they give you a inch, go’n and take you a mile
I’ma shoot by myself like a technical foul
City to city, got girls goin’ wild
Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd
Lambo’ so low, gotta squat
We finally made it, let’s pop us some bottles
I took the lead and let everyone follow
They know I’m runnin’ it right to the bank
They want me to ease up
I didn’t leave ’em any breathing room, sorry,
I told ’em, “I can’t”
Heard you a rat, so you know what’s gon’ happen
Whenever we catch you, I run with them snakes
Peep all the moves I been making by time
I get forty, I gotta be one of them greats
Watch how I move with this paper
I know if I slip up one time they gon’ try to come take it
Real as it get and these niggas be faking’
I don’t want they vibes, so they hand I ain’t shaking
She on that ’42 straight with no chaser
I’m try na get out of here and go taste her, yeah
Yeah, my diamonds be VV’s (VV’s)
They don’t wan’ see us on TV unless it’s the news
I got something to prove (Something to prove)
Yeah, I’m young, but got something to lose (Something to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain’t talking ’bout literally (Nah)
I be walking on beats, is you hearing me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can’t get rid of me
My diamonds be VV’s (VV’s)
They don’t wan’ see us on TV unless it’s the news
I got something to prove (Something to prove)
Yeah, I’m young, but got something to lose (Something to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain’t talking ’bout literally (Nah)
I be walking on beats, is you hearing me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can’t get rid of me
Wake up every day, somebody harrassing me
I got rich, they need money, they asking me
I was sitting in jail, they ain’t look out for me
Ones who need me them same ones who doubted me
I been handling my own, they can vouch for me
Head way down with me, know that she proud of me
Turn the heat up, ain’t nobody hot as me
Everywhere dollars be, that’s how I gotta be
I done gave her the world, now she not leaving
Say she love me to death, told her, “Stop breathing”
He try do what I do, but we not even
I want all of the beef, I am not vegan
Boy, you said it was smoke, nigga, stop speaking
‘Ventador, drop the top, I can’t stop speeding
Tryna see if this bitch hit the top speed
Hit the bitch from the back, have her knock knee
Call me Baby, ho, I control the rock
If the rap slow, I control the block
Yeah, I’m really it, and you niggas not
Got a couple coupes, I can drop the top
I done made it, nigga, all these digits coming in
I’m savin’ for the bigger picture, know one day I’ll need ’em
Might as well get used to me
My biggest fear is endin’ up a used-to-be, yeah
Yeah, my diamonds be VV’s (VV’s)
They don’t wan’ see us on TV unless it’s the news
I got somethin’ to prove (Somethin’ to prove)
Yeah, I’m young, but got something to lose (Something to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain’t talking ’bout literally (Nah)
I be walking’ on beats, is you hearing’ me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can’t get rid of me
My diamonds be VV’s (VV’s)
They don’t want see us on TV unless it’s the news
I got something to prove (Something to prove)
Yeah, I’m young, but got something to lose (Something’ to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain’t talking ’bout literally (Nah)
I be walking on beats, is you hearing me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can’t get rid of me
