Something To Prove

Intro Jamz turn me up   Verse 1 She tell me We forever Fuck forever I just wanna fuck forever Off aperkyI could probablyfuck forever 40 on my hip thatsfor whoever Turn me up 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 wont 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 prayin Left my perks in the room left the shrooms in there too I got nothin to lose I dont pity the fool If he keeps on makin a ruckus hell be makin the news Call my New York nigga up to come to chop em in two ooh You sayin that you didnt do what you do But my shooters already on you they gon do what they do ooh Look at your bitch the way she fuckin the crew The way she fuckin the crew she think she part of the crew cool Chorus I told you that I dont got nothing to lose Get fucked up when its nothin to do ooh No handouts dont got nothin for you ooh Gun on my waist I got somethin to prove ove I told you that I dont got nothing to lose Get fucked up when its nothin to do ooh No handouts dont got nothin for you ooh Gun on my waist I got somethin to prove ove   Verse 2 Im in a mood Cupid ready to shoot Yeah Im ready to love but I aint ready to lose You got a date with destiny destiny ready for you These bitches pressin me do I look like a button to you oh I was together when it started now Im comin a loose Spit at Cupid in the face and now Im runnin from you I went from talking about guns to lovin on you I keep it on me cause nobody takin nothing from you ooh   Bridge Every song turns to a love song uh I think that my life is a love song Fuck around got so high its a drug song I love drugs so I guess its 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 its a drug song I love drugs so I guess its still a love song hey Chorus I told you that I dont got nothing to lose Get fucked up when its nothin to do ooh No handouts dont got nothin for you ooh Gun on my waist I got somethin to prove ove I told you that I dont got nothing to lose Get fucked up when its nothin to do ooh No handouts dont got nothin for you ooh Gun on my waist I got somethin to prove ove