The Proof lyrics

[Verse 1]
All my life I had to fight, n*gga
Goals all in my sights, n*gga
Sleep these days and nights, n*gga
I done reached the pole then what I speak is strong
I give Minaj this and Jay-Z, eat the [?], uh
These other n*ggas only good for the turn up but f*ck it boy
I ain't dissin' man, to each it's own
Breakin' in the game, boy the breach is strong
I need that Maserati with the features on
So I be goin' balls out like no briefs is on
Do a little of everything, get my [?] on
Shout out my n*gga, sh*t they call the corners, yes
I been f*ckin' the game, havin' gorgeous sex
Real recognize real so of course we next
Flow strong, flow strong, call it morning breath
Like wait, wait, boy I been patient
Del Amo, we hold it down but we been sinkin'
They say "REASON, why you actin' like your sh*t stinkin'?"
Boy, I been on one-hunnid like Ben Franklin, mmm
Streets need a n*gga 'fore they been waitin'
So I'm aimin' for the corner 'fore I been bangin'
My opponents is weak and it's a [?] disease
Regardless of how they try, boy they so basic
Wait, wait, [?] disease? So basic?
'Cause if [?] was ill, the whole base sick
Cray sh*t, make sense 'cause they flow basic
And my ex-buddy ill 'fore my [?] basic
Lost that, I ain't trippin', REASON do replacements
Cray whip, changed grill, get a group a face lift
Nobody to steal from, ain't no competitions
So I steal my own flow, that's that OJ sh*t
Wait, let me slow it down, flow so Matrix
All black diamonds, boy I'm so racist
Del Amo in this b*tch, run the whole nation
Comin' for n*ggas spots, boy they so vacant, uh
There's REASON n*gga, flow so tight (so tight)
Del Amo in this b*tch fo' life, stop gassin' weak flows
Got these n*ggas so hyped
When that sh*t just alright
[Hook 1]
Hah, and n*gga we gon' be alright
n*gga, we gon' be alright
Hah, n*gga we gon' be alright

[Interlude]
Do some sh*t y'all n*ggas wanna hear
Mixtape heavyweights
REASON, REASON
Ooh
[?]
Look at the flicka da wrist

[Verse 2]
Uh, REASON this b*tch, ho (ho)
Now open up and show me what them lips fo' (wha?)
Baby, I don't care about you and I still don't
I can't even give a fake f*ck, that's a deal though, REASON
I just came here for the sex, f*ck 'em then dip
Baby, it's onto the next, uh
Hit 'em and I'm never callin'
Hoes fallin' for a n*gga, they be Chris Paul'n

[Hook 2]
Boy, I'm ballin', look at the flicka da wrist (wrist)
Look at the waist on my b*tch (b*tch)
That sh*t don't even exist (hah!)
But her ass is great as it gets, uh
[Verse 3]
She go down like ankles on ships (wha?)
And stay down locked up as a miss (yeah)
That's my boo, that's my trap queen and sh*t
When there's beef, she be clappin' and sh*t (brr, brr)
Light a n*gga up like skin bleach
Guns silent like a pipsqueak (uh)
I ain't never listen when a b*tch speak (wait)
So if it ain't about the money, you can miss me, wait (wait)
I just killed a n*gga, he prolly deserve it (deserve it)
Gun blockin', throwin' caps, uh, Bobby Shmurda
White b*tch only shop at Saks Fifth
She be doin' lines like a actress
Told her give a n*gga head, baby that's it
And use your hands first like a back-flip, uh
I got the hottest flow, this that oven music
Kill a beast like like porn, girl it's nothin' to it
I kill a beat and a pus*y on the same night
And she know I beat the pus*y, boy I'm so abusive
Club the pus*y, club the pus*y, bring the supper through it
Her son cryin' in the room but we f*ckin' through it
I told her "Wait up, turn the Drake up"
A couple strokes now and I'm c*mmin' through it
Fightin' in that pus*y and I prevailed then eye-roll like females
Her friends share this di*k but don't share no details like ahh!
[Hook 2]
Look at the flicka da wrist (wrist)
Look at the waist on my b*tch (wha?)
That sh*t don't even exist, uh
But her ass is great as it gets

[Outro]
pus*y feelin' like a skinny all-way (all-way)
I be playin' b*tches like Broadway
She wanna be my girl and love me all day
She say "You in good hands"
That's what they all state, REASON