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letra de nuthing 2 prove - big xshon

[intro: apollo 11 countdown, big xshon, and lil esco]
durag made it (made it)
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0 (ayo terry, f-ck going on)

[chorus: big xshon]
f-ck a label b-tch, yuh, i’m self made
puttin’ out fire ever since the eighth grade
i made a lotta enemies, they hate me
droppin’ diss after diss, i been on a k!lling spree
when i dropped the end with djp
people thought, holy sh-t, this guy’s a real mc
then, i dropped on god, it was all religious, ayy
people thought the beat sounded like kanye
[verse 1: big xshon]
maybe, i’ll make a dream into reality
like mj, imma gеt a new mentality (huh)
a new band formеd, just take a seat
big xshon’s the one with the hits, he’s the one to beat
two years now, look at all the sh-t i’ve done
nothing to prove b-tch, i’m the number one
like young thug, having so much fun
roasting pity little b-tches, take a shot, here’s a gun
i don’t care about fame, i’m coming for that title
you know that big xshon got the best of his rival
you know all these b-tches, they act in denial
you made a f-cking album, why’d you leak the f-cking file (ayy, huh)
his music is wack, he acts like it’s in style
you can sue me again or just take me to trial
there he go again, talkin’ bout how he got hurt
low key, 27, just call me kurt
he put it on a shirt
i dropped a diss on him, yeah, he got burnt
the whole grade’s speaking, just let the birds chirp
i feel like i’m popping, it’s me, smokepurpp
goin’ in and outta class, gotta b-tch on my mind
but i figured oh h-ll, she’s just not my kind
ayyy, let’s take it back, take it back a second (huhhh)
let’s f-cking rewind (ayy)
[bridge: crowd of people]
(cheering)
ayyy yuh, nothing to prove, b-tch (huh)
nothing to prove, b-tch (huh)
nothing to prove, b-tch (huh)
nothing to prove, b-tch

[verse 2: big xshon]
yeah, imma skip out on prom, i ain’t with that sh-t
like the outsiders, ponyboy my fit
been a long time, i’m about to die lit
gotta lot of enemies who ain’t try sh-t
it’s funny how these people in my life, and they envy me
i don’t give a sh-t hoe, isn’t that clear to see
focused on my goals hoe, ain’t no pretty please
date the football star, he’s a sleaze
go make a whole family with the motherf-cker
ten years on, he cheats on ya
d-mn, uhh, what a shocker
he got your ass for 18 years
single mom b-tching, now she full of f-cking tears
yuh, i ain’t got no time for some bullsh-t
it’s gon’ take up my whole afternoon b-tch
why you staring?
i’m doing my dance hoe
she’s just eyeing me down, it’s all for show
ayy, i got six years down, one more to go
back in sixth grade, i used to be slow
eight grade, yuh, i rapped like flo
nothing to prove, from the lowest of lows
gotta lot of f-cking medals to prove it
gotta lot of war scars, just move b-tch
in the end, i’ll make profit and be rich
in the end, i got nothing to prove b-tch
[outro: big xshon]
(cheering)
ayyy yuh, nothing to prove, b-tch (huh)
nothing to prove, b-tch (huh)
nothing to prove, b-tch (huh)
nothing to prove, b-tch

- big xshon

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