DOM KENNEDY, Jayson Cash - Living Proof lyrics

It's rules to this
First, you gotta believe in yourself
Let's start with that
Next, you gotta lay your game down

Look, I don't push P, I push OP, yeah
And I ain't comin' to your party
'less my dawgs get in
I learned a whole lot about this
Bitch from playin' her back
Gotta see it before they see it, shit
That's only the facts
Why would I lie to you? It
Ain't no dollars in that
Could've played with the cheat-code but
Ain't no knowledge in that
And the fly shit that you
Can do is learn something
And then take what you learned
And go and earn something where I come from
A lot of niggas don't earn nothing
Some go to jail, some diе
World keep turnin'
But we gon' turn this shit up in they memory
I'ma crack this Clico and mix
It with that Hеnnessy
Then make new ones and get new funds
Shoutout little kids in my neighborhood
That dreams do come
Truer than a motherfucker, I'm livin' proof
And when they ask me how to do it
Tell 'em "Just do you"

It's not about where we been
But where we headed
Figure we take it to the top
The money, cars, females
I seen a whole lot of it, you know
Shows coast to coast
Even international, I'm true to it, oh, yeah

Look, I just spent a hundred
Bands with nothing to show
Got down to my last ten and I got nervous
For sure and that was dumb as hell
But it's a lesson in that
I turned that ten right into
Fifty, what a blessing, i'm back
(yeah) with some game on me
I ain't just one of these niggas
Walkin' with a chain on him
I'm out the mud
But I made it without a stain for me
The way my Grandma prayed for me
And God made ways for me, it's crazy
I done been a whole lotta shit
But never been lazy
That's probably one of them reasons
If they gon' pay me evi Ranson, I'm up
Then I'ma go buy a blue Dodger, fit it
Throw that bitch right on
Mixin' with the pro-clubs, shit
I'm still in the city
And I ain't even change my
Number, if you got it, then hit me
'Cause another fly thing to do
Is put your man on
And never compromise what you stand on
'Bout to give a big shoutout to God
And my mama too, haha these LA streets crazy
It's hard to believe we used to
Walk to the pool at Rancho yeah, no rap shit
Know my car start with one button, uh
You listenin' to new music from Jayson Cash
Carson, California, no doubt
Let's make a toast
If you in it to win it, then raise your cup
Say "Amen", yeah, in crowd
Other people's money, for sure