Prove Me Wrong

I try to give my best to you In the end it wasn't good enough Wait till you see how the rest do ya I bet it won't get past lust Maybe you just want to hurt me (Maybe you just want to hurt me) Is that your aim? You ain't really bout this life girl You can't hoe out on your pain, no Tequila shots on your breath you try to drown me away Texting niggas out of spite, you try to fuck me away (You try to fuck me away) Even though you throwed off, you can't throw me away Blame the city I'm from that made me this way Said I ain't care 'bout the little things 'cause I was too concerned with the racks You said you rather cry in a Honda than a Mulsanne, that's cap Dior trainers with the Prada, high standards, that's a fact Tried to flex on me to your best friend why you show out like that? Prove me wrong (Prove) You gotta prove me wrong You gotta prove me wrong Prove me wrong Prove me wrong (Wrong) You gotta prove me wrong Please show me I'm wrong If you can't then I'm gone I will leave you alone Prove me wrong you don't feel the same Prove me wrong you don't wanna stay Grass ain't greener on the other side No matter how it look babe I run the streets all day at night I find my way home She say you're such a dog, I say you're such a, ugh Fucking you good from the back, next time put it on camera, ugh Out in Miami with the drug dealers and the blammers Watch the light hit on the cuban, VVS dancing Thumbs up, girl your mouth dumb, you suck that excellent Marni and Stella McCartney bougie bitch preference Switching lanes on Biscayne in a McLaren Shawty can't hang, she gotta maintain for a image Residue on her nose that ain't none of my business None of my business