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tink - prove it lyrics

[intro]
ooh+ooh, yeah
oh, woah

[chorus]
prove it if i’m your b+tch
prove it if this sh+t real
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel?
prove it if you my n+gga
tell me, is that too hard?
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up

[verse 1]
some of these n+ggas ain’t meant to be loved
i told him i’m mentally done
i don’t want nothing to do with ya ass
’cause i know it’s a hoe in ya bed
you never around, never involved
and you never pick up when i call
never respond, never get back
now i’m typin’ and sendin’ you thrеats
f+ck is you doin’? i’m knowin’ you cheatin’ with one of ya exеs
why is you feedin’ me lies?
don’t play with my mind, you know i’m a sceptic
feel like i’m overly thinkin’
sh+t, i thought that we had a connection
you keep sayin’ your feelings is real
but when you around, you never express ’em (huh)
n+ggas be thinkin’ they sl!cker than me
like a scale, i’m keepin’ a count
i ain’t like none of these b+tches you f+ckin’
if you ain’t a hunnid, i’m out (i’m out)
somethin’ inside tellin’ me leave, i gotta follow it
n+ggas be sayin’ they thorough, showing the opposite
[chorus]
prove it if i’m your b+tch
prove it if this sh+t real
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel?
prove it if you my n+gga
tell me, is that too hard?
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up

[verse 2]
i ain’t see none this comin’ at all, sh+t, i thought you was decent
sh+t really makin’ me mad ’cause you ain’t do none of that sh+t you was preachin’
you was leavin’ the crib, linkin’ with hoes, actin’ like you a lil’ bachelor
i don’t see no n+gga holdin’ me down, these n+ggas be pullin’ me backwards
what is we on? i feel it all in my soul, your energy changin’
n+ggas be goin’ from b+tches to b+tch and then wonder why i be complainin’
i’m offended
you givin’ these women a reason to taunt me
as soon as the money slow down, these n+ggas run back and be yellin’ they sorry
the love’ll never be the same (love’ll never be the same)
i hate love cause i know the word be in vain (i know the word be in vain)
if you ain’t ready, then i gotta cut sh+t loose
say you is, but you never showed me the proof (never showed me the proof)

[chorus]
prove it if i’m your b+tch (yeah)
prove it if this sh+t real (yeah)
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel? (question the way you feel)
prove it if you my n+gga (yeah)
tell me, is that too hard? (yeah)
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up
prove it if i’m your b+tch (yeah)
prove it if this sh+t real (yeah)
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel? (question the way you feel)
prove it if you my n+gga (yeah)
tell me, is that too hard? (yeah)
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up
[outro]
prove it
prove it

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