Living Proof Lyrics

From the bottom, goin' basement to the roof

Brodie don't fight unless you box the 40 Karrahboo

Good gas, got me so high, I need a parachute

Good gas, got me coughin', I don't need no theraflu

I ain't have nothin', but there was always hoop

Real niggas still exist, shit, I'm the living proof

I don't got that many friends, but I ain't tryna recruit

Hmm, Birdie handle business, but he ain't wearin' a suit

Somebody call Travis, I'm the highest in the room

Pre's Only, I'm a soldier, I've been grindin' like a troop

Lately, I've been bringin' all my problems to the booth

And lately, it been money on the floor, I need a broom

That's just the truth, yeah, I gotta get this looseleaf

In the stu, throwin' punches, hitting the beat with a two-piece

Keep a couple shooters, gon' be hard to run a two-three

It be feelin' like if I dont chase my dreams, I'ma lose sleep

Eyes low while I'm makin' hits, feel like Bruce Lee

Pink and green cool, but I really need that blue cheese

Yeah, I'm from the Mil, had a Ivy League recruit me

Brodie still stuck out in the field, he need some new cleats

In the Mil, you better keep a tool, don't be goofy

My life been a movie, not the kind you see on Tubi

I've been through it all, I'm just tryna turn a new leaf

No matter what, I always stood tall on my two feet