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Something To Prove

 

Something To Prove


Jamz, turn me up

[Juice WRLD:]
She told me we forever
Fuck forever, I just wanna fuck forever
Off a perky I could probably fuck forever
.40 on my hip, that's for whoever
He say he gon' kill me, I say whatever
Niggas talk too much
Tell 'em shut the fuck up, before we shoot the place up
He wanna fight? Cool, first, let me smoke my blunt
Let me load my gun, pull it out, they run, hey
Rockstar lifestyle, I won't make it
Bad lil' bitch in the hotel naked
She told me that she know that I talk to Satan
He say he tryna kill me, baby, keep on praying
Left my perks in the room, left the shrooms in there too
I got nothing to lose, I don't pity the fool
If he keeps on making a ruckus, he'll be making the news
Call my New York nigga up to come to chop 'em in two, ooh
You saying that you didn't do what you do
But my shooters already on you, they gon' do what they do, ooh
Look at your bitch, the way she fucking the crew
The way she fucking the crew, she think she part of the crew, cool

I turn it up, I got nothing to lose
Get fucked up when it's nothing to do, ooh
No handouts, don't got nothing for you, ooh
Gun on my waist I got something to prove, 'ove
I turn it up, I got nothing to lose
Get fucked up when it's nothing to do, ooh
No handouts, don't got nothing for you, ooh
Gun on my waist I got something to prove, 'ove

I'm in a mood, Cupid ready to shoot
Yeah, I'm ready to love, but I ain't ready to lose
You got a date with destiny, destiny ready for you
These bitches pressing me, do I look like a button to you?
I was together when it started now I'm coming a loose
Spit at Cupid in the face and now I'm running from you
I went from talking about guns to loving on you
I keep it on me 'cause nobody taking nothing from you, ooh

Every song turns to a love song, uh
I think that my life is a love song
Fuck around, got so high, it's a drug song
I love drugs, so I guess it's still a love song, hey
Every song turns to a love song, uh
I think that my life is a love song
Fuck around, got so high, it's a drug song
I love drugs, so I guess it's still a love song, hey

I turn it up, I got nothing to lose
Get fucked up when it's nothing to do, ooh
No handouts, don't got nothing for you, ooh
Gun on my waist I got something to prove, 'ove
I turn it up, I got nothing to lose
Get fucked up when it's nothing to do, ooh
No handouts, don't got nothing for you, ooh
Gun on my waist I got something to prove, 'ove

[Smokepurpp:]
...all these drugs make my heart vacant (Vacant)
Hoe don't trip on me unless we dating (Dating)
Every song turns to a love song (Love song)
Every song turns to a gun song (Brr)
She one for the gang, she throw a tantrum
[?] on the damn song
I think I'll make her [?]

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