Nun 2 Prove (feat. Lil Chuckie)

Ion got nun to prove I ain't trying look sweet out here, hell nah Bags n bags n bags I need em all So I can get em gone I ain't worried bout no nigga or hoe Up the stick then I pass it to bro The switch on it so its ready to go Boom boom boom he letting it blow, uh uh I'm going in for ten hours Ion play with dis shit Dropping good albums In a rush with the making like rush hour Shine bright in the room like a sunflower Saw some smoke ina air, it was gun powder I'm a god with this shit, I got big power My bars like bricks, Dwight Howard Too swift wit this shit They thinking I'm high powered Nobody f*ck wit me literally These niggas don't got no artillery I'm fucking on Clinton meant Hillary These niggas don't put no fear in me They going remember me just like a memory I bet they can't go our speed Me and c-spoke in the lead We richer then our enemies Jump start to the prime, I can't f*ck with no stallers Grinding so hard like I'm part of the Carters King of the land, and I feel like Mufasa Can't trust a hoe bitch, I f*ck em and toss em Don't f*ck with the games, I delete it don't pause it I beat up the pussy she said that I'm awesome Step on the scene and we drip like a faucet Throw me a bomb, bitch I'm balling like Carson Back to the basics, no 80s this Tarzan Pop out in the spring, bet these bitches going fall in Phone keep ringing dnd they keep calling Pass me a jersey lil nigga we balling, ouuu ou You a hoe to me Could never be no folk to me Ball hard how it's supposed to be Niggas hate the poverty Keno we jammin the lottery When I come up that bitch better not bother me F*ck all them bills up my tab they keep charging me Pockets ain't right you going switch up, shit probably Change on my bro for a hoe that's impossible I ain't playing no monopoly Imma put it on the game they ain't charging me Trying make a 100k off some property Ion got nun to prove I ain't trying look sweet out here, hell nah Bags n bags n bags I need em all So I can get em gone I ain't worried bout no nigga or hoe Up the stick then I pass it to bro The switch on it so its ready to go Boom boom boom he letting it blow, uh uh I'm going in for ten hours Ion play with dis shit Dropping good albums In a rush with the making like rush hour Shine bright in the room like a sunflower Saw some smoke ina air, it was gun powder I'm a god with this shit, I got big power My bars like bricks, Dwight Howard Too swift wit this shit They thinking I'm high powered Nobody f*ck wit me literally These niggas don't got no artillery