Yea I had to kill it in the booth
Everybody knows that i only spit the truth
When I spit bar yea I'm talking to the youth
They say they want the best I just say I'm living proof
Yea I'm living proof
Yea I got the juice
Get up on a beat and you know I straight abuse
Boy I am a god you can call me lil Zeus
Yea I left the group I could never find a use
Collin hanging with his homies but I hope it's by a noose
She wanna stay the night I just hit her with a deuce
Got a few girls so I knock the ankles loose
You is only here just to ride the morning spruce (wood)
Making music for the fame yet I'm getting paid
Man these rappers like some roaches Imma get the raid
Kill em with some nasty bars nobody came to aid
If I gave you L's, this song I know it'll throw more shade
I got Minute Maid, You get minute laid
Bars and fist all hurt and I could hit you with a fade
Living like I'm wade
Digging like a spade
Make a diss but no reply I see that they afraid
This game I play arcade
I'm king of this decade
I'm bout to blow up my own studio like a grenade
I'm like a bomb, Always blowin up I ain't got not time to calm
Lyrics heating up yo room boy you better call your mom
All you rappers pussy cats talking like you talking tom
Yea I'm always looking nice yet I'm never at a prom
You can find all my music at Qu33zy.com
Yea I had to kill it in the booth
Everybody knows that i only spit the truth
When I spit bar yea I'm talking to the youth
They say they want the best I just say I'm living proof
Yea I'm living proof
Qu33zy - Living Proof (feat. Austin James) Lyrics
Qu33zy - Living Proof (feat. Austin James) Lyrics
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Yea I had to kill it in the booth
Everybody knows that i only spit the truth
When I spit bar yea I'm talking to the youth
They say they want the best I just say I'm living proof
Yea I'm living proof
Yea I got the juice
Get up on a beat and you know I straight abuse
Boy I am a god you can call me lil Zeus
Yea I left the group I could never find a use
Collin hanging with his homies but I hope it's by a noose
She wanna stay the night I just hit her with a deuce
Got a few girls so I knock the ankles loose
You is only here just to ride the morning spruce (wood)
Making music for the fame yet I'm getting paid
Man these rappers like some roaches Imma get the raid
Kill em with some nasty bars nobody came to aid
If I gave you L's, this song I know it'll throw more shade
I got Minute Maid, You get minute laid
Bars and fist all hurt and I could hit you with a fade
Living like I'm wade
Digging like a spade
Make a diss but no reply I see that they afraid
This game I play arcade
I'm king of this decade
I'm bout to blow up my own studio like a grenade
I'm like a bomb, Always blowin up I ain't got not time to calm
Lyrics heating up yo room boy you better call your mom
All you rappers pussy cats talking like you talking tom
Yea I'm always looking nice yet I'm never at a prom
You can find all my music at Qu33zy.com
Yea I had to kill it in the booth
Everybody knows that i only spit the truth
When I spit bar yea I'm talking to the youth
They say they want the best I just say I'm living proof
Yea I'm living proof
Everybody knows that i only spit the truth
When I spit bar yea I'm talking to the youth
They say they want the best I just say I'm living proof
Yea I'm living proof
Yea I got the juice
Get up on a beat and you know I straight abuse
Boy I am a god you can call me lil Zeus
Yea I left the group I could never find a use
Collin hanging with his homies but I hope it's by a noose
She wanna stay the night I just hit her with a deuce
Got a few girls so I knock the ankles loose
You is only here just to ride the morning spruce (wood)
Making music for the fame yet I'm getting paid
Man these rappers like some roaches Imma get the raid
Kill em with some nasty bars nobody came to aid
If I gave you L's, this song I know it'll throw more shade
I got Minute Maid, You get minute laid
Bars and fist all hurt and I could hit you with a fade
Living like I'm wade
Digging like a spade
Make a diss but no reply I see that they afraid
This game I play arcade
I'm king of this decade
I'm bout to blow up my own studio like a grenade
I'm like a bomb, Always blowin up I ain't got not time to calm
Lyrics heating up yo room boy you better call your mom
All you rappers pussy cats talking like you talking tom
Yea I'm always looking nice yet I'm never at a prom
You can find all my music at Qu33zy.com
Yea I had to kill it in the booth
Everybody knows that i only spit the truth
When I spit bar yea I'm talking to the youth
They say they want the best I just say I'm living proof
Yea I'm living proof
Writer: Alexander James, Rick Brantley, Whitney Phillips
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid