LIVING PROOF

[Chorus]
I dance the pain away
It's hard for me to get my trust, you was a fan of me (Damn)
I blew up singlehandedly like hand grenades
I don't sip no dirty Sprite, it's Wock and lemonade (Oh yeah)
I went batshit, I went crazy, I went too insane (Damn)
Mindless zombies talkin' on me, I am at they brains (Damn)
She love the way that I get guap, she fuck me for the fame
Bitch, I done really took that risk and nothin' was the same (Bitch, yeah)
Right now, I'm here, living proof (Fuck)
Me and Jay in the stu', up until two, tryna mix some new (Ooh-woah)
All your bands stuck like glue, but all my bands stuck together, what?
Let me know what you gon' do about it, all my brothers out the roof, uh
LIFESUPPORT really gon' air it out, boy, I'm on the sauce like it's Paramount, boy (Damn, damn)
I'm on the shit that your fans about, boy, you on some shit they don't care about, boy (Damn, ah)
Out of my hands, don't give a damn, don't got no motherfuckin' choice
And I heard he wanted static, what? All I hear is white noise (Bitch)

[Verse]
Get that bullshit out the front door
Every time I touch down in my hometown, I just really want more (Oh-oh)
I been undercover for a minute, I been goin' ever since one-four
I dropped the ball on my fans in the stands yellin' out, "Scoreboard"
I could never be in an off-season (Yeah), that's where you are
How the fuck you get far, no reason? That's how I got this far
Hoes in the mob, flickin' up and cheesin', but, shit ain't that hard
Two bad bitches on me, double teamin', what? And it took my heart (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I dance the pain away
It's hard for me to get my trust, you was a fan of me (Bitch)
I blew up singlehandedly like hand grenades (Okay)
I don't sip no dirty Sprite, it's Wock and lemonade (Wock, wock)
I went batshit, I went crazy, I went too insane (Bitch)
Mindless zombies talkin' on me, I am at they brains
She love the way that I get guap, she fuck me for the fame (Yeah)
Bitch, I done really took that risk and nothin' was the same (Yeah)
Right now, I'm here, living proof (Fuck)
Me and Jay in the stu', up until two, tryna mix some new (Ooh-woah)
All your bands stuck like glue, but all my bands stuck together, what?
Let me know what you gon' do about it, all my brothers out the roof, uh
LIFESUPPORT really gon' air it out, boy, I'm on the sauce like it's Paramount, boy (Damn, damn)
I'm on the shit that your fans about, boy, you on some shit they don't care about, boy (Damn, ah)
Out of my hands, don't give a damn, don't got no motherfuckin' choice
And I heard he wanted static, what? All I hear is white noise (Bitch)