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Prove Em Wrong Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Trey
Length: 2:07
Written by: TREVOR BELL




Yung Trey - Prove Em Wrong Lyrics
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Yeah
They said I couldn't do it and I did
I don't know why they still doubting the kid
Anytime I drop a track it's a hit
I ain't number two, I stay on my shit
I go to the mall to get a new fit cuz I get a fit, just for a flick
I just be dripping cuz I got the sauce man, big boss man, ion lose
She only stay for the weekend, weekdays I got shit to do
She wanna hang with the crew, she wanna be on the team
She said that it don't matter what it is, she'll do what she needs to get close to me
And I know she crazy
But that's how they be, high class like Mercedes
And I'm clutch even when I'm under pressure, ball out like I was McGrady
Been a man of my word
That's a fact
Yeah
I live for the days I won't forget
That's a fact
Yeah
Look
Money started calling on the regular
If she bad and boujee I'm getting her
I make money moves through the iPhone, call that money making through the cellular
This a money race right now, I'm down, but know that I'll soon be ahead of ya
Had a dark soul for a while but now I'm feeling like I'm too competitive
Genuine nigga but rich nigga attitude
Do good and watch how they get mad at you
If my bros need me I'm all action but if your bros need you, you a statue
Every time she with me she mesmerized cuz I'm big for my size
Hit the Bay for a couple days
And I swear that I had a helluva time
Nigga I'm one of a kind
I can't be cool with niggas whose known for just telling lies, that's what I despise
I'll make a lane for me and the guys who still got my back
I'll be just fine
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Yeah
They said I couldn't do it and I did
I don't know why they still doubting the kid
Anytime I drop a track it's a hit
I ain't number two, I stay on my shit
I go to the mall to get a new fit cuz I get a fit, just for a flick
I just be dripping cuz I got the sauce man, big boss man, ion lose
She only stay for the weekend, weekdays I got shit to do
She wanna hang with the crew, she wanna be on the team
She said that it don't matter what it is, she'll do what she needs to get close to me
And I know she crazy
But that's how they be, high class like Mercedes
And I'm clutch even when I'm under pressure, ball out like I was McGrady
Been a man of my word
That's a fact
Yeah
I live for the days I won't forget
That's a fact
Yeah
Look
Money started calling on the regular
If she bad and boujee I'm getting her
I make money moves through the iPhone, call that money making through the cellular
This a money race right now, I'm down, but know that I'll soon be ahead of ya
Had a dark soul for a while but now I'm feeling like I'm too competitive
Genuine nigga but rich nigga attitude
Do good and watch how they get mad at you
If my bros need me I'm all action but if your bros need you, you a statue
Every time she with me she mesmerized cuz I'm big for my size
Hit the Bay for a couple days
And I swear that I had a helluva time
Nigga I'm one of a kind
I can't be cool with niggas whose known for just telling lies, that's what I despise
I'll make a lane for me and the guys who still got my back
I'll be just fine
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Writer: TREVOR BELL
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