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Prove
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Hip-Hop
Prove was released on June 25, 2020 by SS Global Entertainment as a part of the album Pursuit
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AlbumPursuit
Release DateJune 25, 2020
LabelSS Global Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trey Lawrence
Trey Lawrence
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Johnson III
Paul Johnson III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Johnson III
Paul Johnson III
Producer
DJ Kronic Beats
DJ Kronic Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, This what it feel like
When everything telling you to quit
But for some reason you just keep on going
Sick of this Pain
Stress on my brain
Lately I ain’t feeling nobody
Dirt on my name
Think i’m a game
Playing with me
Gone end up sorry
Sick of this pain
Stress on my brain
Lately I ain’t feeling nobody
Dirt on my name
Think i’m a game
Playing with me
Gone end up sorry
Got my respect by being real
I ain’t got shit to prove
In the city of hate the city of fake
They ain’t got shit to lose
They want me to quit
Or they still sleep
I ain’t gone hit the snooze
Don’t get mad at me
Cause I'ma succeed
At what u didn’t do
Get off my Phone
Leave me alone
Can't give out money can’t do no favors
That's when y’all hit my line
Otherwise u treat me like a stranger
In and out these courthouses
Hoping the judge don’t give me papers
I done made some wrong choices
Pray it don’t effect my behavior  (Turn up, Turn up)
Ain’t from the hood I ain’t from the streets
Bitch I’m from the burbs I ain’t ashamed  (Shit)
And most of y’all from there too
But claim u not, and that shit lame
So rep yo Clique, Yo Squad, Yo Set
Throw up that gang , Whatever u bang
They Do it for hoes. Do it for Clout, do it for fame
But do your thang..
Been through so much
And don’t know what I was thinking
My car push to start but gotta blow in that bitch to crank it  (Damn)
I know it’s Gods plan
But find it hard to be patient
Cause what I got lined up guarantee
I'ma make a statement  (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,)
Sick of this Pain
Stress on my brain
Lately I ain’t feeling nobody
Dirt on my name
Think i’m a game
Playing with me
Gone end up sorry
Sick of this pain
Stress on my brain
Lately I ain’t feeling nobody
Dirt on my name
Think i’m a game
Playing with me
Gone end up sorry
Got my respect by being real
I ain’t got shit to prove
In the city of hate the city of fake
They ain’t got shit to lose
They want me to quit
Or they still sleep
I ain’t gone hit the snooze
Don’t get mad at me
Cause I'ma succeed
At what u didn’t do
I been out here going through it on the low
Paying bills paying fines
And ain’t getting paid for a show
Feelin overlooked by these **** nobody knows  (Who?)
Here comes average Joe wit the same hand me down flows
Watch me tip-toe
Slide across this beat just like a pro
24 Karat  Magic on my neck and wrist
I’m dipped in gold
Better prepare
Im taking off like i'ma blow, look out below
Better prepare I’ll Takeoff on u like I’m 1/3 of Migos.  (HEY!)
I been sitting thinking
I been sipping drinking
Tired of policeman
Picking on the weakest link
Reaching for the heat
Quick as you can blink
Just a reason
To mess up ya weekend
I done woke up drunk in a jail cell
Like aw hell
Crying out for Jesus
Praying that I’m dreaming
Blessed I’m even breathing
Gotta face my demons
That’s the reason I’m
Sick of this Pain
Stress on my brain
Lately I ain’t feeling nobody
Dirt on my name
Think i’m a game
Playing with me
Gone end up sorry
Sick of this pain
Stress on my brain
Lately I ain’t feeling nobody
Dirt on my name
Think i’m a game
Playing with me
Gone end up sorry
Got my respect by being real
I ain’t got shit to prove
In the city of hate the city of fake
They ain’t got shit to lose
They want me to quit
Or they still sleep
I ain’t gone hit the snooze
Don’t get mad at me
Cause I'ma succeed
At what u didn’t do
Written by: Paul Johnson III
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