(CHORUS) I got nothin left to prove Especially to you Tell me what I'm supposed to do Tell me what I'm supposed to do 2x (VERSE 1) Never the most high Often the most fly 100% way better than most guys Takin a gamble to get to my paradise Blow twice on a pair of dice The charm tend to reside on the thrice So please don't get down if the first two don't go Sometimes she don't go That's just the way of the road That's the way that sh** goes If she a 10 then she already knows And if you too eager to tell her, cmon bro, she never gon blow Whoa Got a little too graphic Know I got my mans laughin But I gotta tone it down for the parents Not just mine Talkin bout all of yalls Your mom won't approve if she heard me rappin that kind of song So I'll devote the rest of this track to strictly clever rhymes Honestly that should be the only design So I pledge to bring more great bars than John Taffer - Wait I never introduced myself I'm your new favorite rapper And I got nothin left to prove Especially to you Tell me what I'm supposed to do Tell me what I'm supposed to do 2x (VERSE 2) I pour out my heart At least what's left of it Trouble finding words but I got them manifested And everything I touch I tend to make a f**in mess of it f** At least I can confess to it Mouths shut Just let the best do it Rough times Man just gonna push through it The girl Adidas She don't just do it The kind that really make me wait before we get to screwing Ohhhh Opposites attract Together they addition Negativity subtract We ain't need that kind of b**hin Now we hot up in the kitchen And I know them b**hes listen They don't want ya man to get it But I got that ambitionnnn I'm surprising these people That's very clear Nicky B the living proof that things ain't always as they appear I'm spittin in here like I'm the man of the year If you lookin for the best Man I'm standing right here