Proof Lyrics – NBA Youngboy

Proof Lyrics – NBA Youngboy: Presenting the lyrics of the song “Proof” sung by NBA Youngboy.

Proof Lyrics – NBA Youngboy

(Ayo, [?], turn that up)
I don’t even know when I’m doin’ good

You thought you’d leave if you want to
Misguide me usin’ your body
Ooh, you know I’m lovin’, love you

[?], what to do?
I wanna see you, oh my God, I wanna see you too
Bought Jimmy Choo, Pucci, Prada, Balmain too
[?] millions of dollars, how’d you get me glued to you?
Jump out the coupe, I flew [?], no clue
Beggin’ me to say the truth, I can’t explain without no proof

So much shit I had to face, [?], I made it through
He dirty, workin’ with that [?] ’cause he got paid [?]
My [?], heart up in flames, [?] for the pain
[?] go, [?] the chain, got the crowd sayin’ my name
That’s a new Maybach truck [?] I ain’t drove, I’m [?]
That my childhood friend named [?] on the phone
Right now he fucked up tellin’ me to hold it down
I’m all alone, he got a disеase inside his body, I’m tryna pay for to get it gonе
[?] he sleep, soon as he call, pick up the phone
[?] the streets, duckin’ bullets, runnin’ home
Long range shots fired [?] my first chrome, you knockin’ on my window, [?], I miss [?]
She ain’t stick with me on the come-up, but now she with me, that I’m on

You thought you’d leave if you want to
Misguide me usin’ your body
You got me, ooh, you know I’m lovin’, love you

[?], what to do?
I wanna see you, oh my God, I wanna see you too
Bought Jimmy Choo, Pucci, Prada, Balmain too
[?] millions of dollars, how’d you get me glued to you?
Jump out the coupe, I flew [?], no clue
Beggin’ me to say the truth, I can’t explain without no proof

Schwarzenegger, Terminator, swing with the God, come out the roof
I bleed the block, I be the truce, ammo [?] ’til my shit blue
[?] not who they say I’m is, I’m [?] til the day I’m killed
Tryna save up thirty dollars to thirty mil’, oh, yeah, my God real
I ain’t had my [?] from a line of steel
This ain’t no façade, as a child, I had it hard, as a man, I shed tears
In my daughter’s eyes, I see her future, fell out of love, now I beef with you
She don’t know how to love, she think I’m stupid, nah, for real, bitch
This my girl, when I say, she do it with a girl [?] on tour
Skippin’ school, [?], victim to the streets, he murder shit
He took off, tryna run, I had a clear shot where the hurdle went
Tried diggin’ from that Altima, he heard that thirty spit
Fell in love with her in middle school, but my nigga took the bitch
She wanna [?]

You thought you’d leave if you want to
Misguide me usin’ your body
You got me, ooh, you know I’m lovin’, love you

[?], what to do?
I wanna see you, oh my God, I wanna see you too
Bought Jimmy Choo, Pucci, Prada, Balmain too
[?] millions of dollars, how’d you get me glued to you?
Jump out the coupe, I flew [?], no clue
Beggin’ me to say the truth, I can’t explain without no proof

I can’t explain without no proof
Can’t do no controllin’ you

NBA Youngboy – Proof Song Details

Song: Proof
Singer: NBA Youngboy