YBD Tsunami – Nothing to Prove
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Nothing to Prove

Feat. Big Red

Verse 1YBD Tsunami

Yeah, I know some people who laughed when I said I’m a rapper, I bet they feel stupid [boy you dumb
They don’t know nothing about music [they don’t know
Heaven forbid they produce it [Oh God
Talk down to me, I’ma lose it
My second album drop in and make the news
Like a tactical nuke, can’t nobody defuse it
I’m going up can’t nobody refuse me [HA]

I hate society, this why I don’t like to go out in public
But if I’m ever outside I’ma run it
Y’all think it’s funny
Y’all lookin’ all without money
I noticed your girl is a fan, did you know? [She like me
I think that she be a groupie fo sho
Most rappеrs pull out and shoot, let it blow
[rrrrah
So, thank you for trusting me, they еxpect us to be

Hardcore killers of men
I’m just tryna let out the music within
And I already be living in sin
Everyone sins
Nobody’s perfect
But I know certain ones think that I’m perfect [for real
They want me to prove that I’m worth it
Save your breath when you’re talking to me
Do it for the culture and answer to no one [Tsunami]

HookYBD Tsunami

The media’s after me, they all wanna know my next move
They all wanna know if I’m real
I ain’t got nothing to prove to you
I’m all for the flexin’ and stuntin’
But I don’t need to be smooth
Already seen me in action
I ain’t got nothing to prove [yeah, yeah, yeah]

All this publicity, all this attention
Feel like I can’t ever lose [can’t lose
I’m in the cut wit your boo [alright
She like the way that I move [how I move
They think they my day ones, they think that they know the truth [they don’t know
But I’m only working for God [on God
I ain’t got nothing to prove to you

Verse 2Big Red

Right, right
Don’t act better than me when you lesser than me
Call me unbearable, you stayin’ terrible
Y’all hoes are like Kim without Kanye
You say I’m bench, when I get it my way
Don’t call rap easy, I’ll wake up Chris Breezy
Thought my raps cheesy? It still takes some talent
Y’all ain’t about it
Y’all been spoon-fed, I’d rather be caught dead
Do I want success? No, too much stress
I already hear about what I have done, or what I have said
It won’t be the same when I’ve made a ton and your career dead
Ayy
It’s like y’all be thriving on bad vibes, depriving
I swear your life’s boring
You rely on me to keep you from snoring
Y’all just need to get out my space like I’m Elon
On top of the world I been on, I stay killing beats like I’m Manson
My flow strong like I’m Samson
I keep hearing y’all say my album was good, but it went down from there
Let me stop you right there, your opinion isn’t fair
And I really don’t care, cuz you don’t even compare
And I think you’re unaware that I have nothing to prove because I’m always on the move while y’all staying on the ground, I’m so over the moon

So could you please calm down? Stop stressing me out
You look like a clown
Please shut up, close your mouth
I’m so sick and tired that when I’m feeling inspired, you feel required
To tell me your feelings when I’m already dealing with more than enough
I’m sorry, that’s tough, get over yourself
You act like you’re 12, put down your phone
Tweet about someone else

Hook

The media’s after me, they all wanna know my next move
They all wanna know if I’m real
I ain’t got nothing to prove to you
I’m all for the flexin’ and stuntin’
But I don’t need to be smooth
Already seen me in action
I ain’t got nothing to prove [yeah, yeah, yeah]

All this publicity, all this attention
Feel like I can’t ever lose [can’t lose
I’m in the cut with your boo [alright
She like the way that I move [how I move
They think they my day ones, they think that they know the truth [they don’t know
But I’m only working for God [on God
I ain’t got nothing to prove to you

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