INTRO
Yeah, I think I told 'em before
We coming down with the sickness if you open that door
You get tripped up and slapped if they really want more
My brothers are ready for motherfucken war

VERSE
Yo, I ain’t gotta prove shit to ya
Elevate that formula it cleanses ya, 40 winters run through my head
Yo I ain't gotta prove shit
Adjourn the session, you'll learn the lesson, when you’re turned by confession not the wit
You're done so call it quits
So read my lips, subtitle the clip and see what I'm saying is evident
I ain't gotta prove shit
Words sewn by the black widow silk, you know you ain't man you a bitch
So tell me brother are you deadset?
Reflect this to your concept
Immortal your thought, your body ain't got long left
So fuck the vision, intercept it and hinder
I'm bout to get my body tender, from them alcoholic agendas
What's the proof?
Late 20’s and I’m acting induced
Sipping black Russians and mix it with the fountain of youth (Zeus)
Pertain drip, still fuck money and fame shit
I see the spotlight, call me Bruce Wayne kid, woo