Dapper - Prove Em’ Wrong Lyrics

Verse 1: 

How can you hate when I’m chasing my dreams?
I believe I can be anything I wanna be, no one stopping me
I’m the prophecy treat me like royalty, king of this shit
Bow when I spit blow loud in the whip when I sip with a bitch
Turn down never kid no one close to this
How I’m feeling on the beat 
Motherfucka mealing smoke to the ceiling
Slang fire drug dealing, rap while I’m kneeling 
Saying pray to god, pray for me, I’ll pray for y'all 
Pray to god, pray for me, I’ll pray for y'all
Yea baby just pray to god, pray for me, I’ll pray for y'all
That we can

Chorus:

Prove 'Em Wrong, Prove 'Em Wrong
For me it be with all my songs
For you it can be with anything you want
Just prove 'em wrong
Prove 'em wrong
Mothafucka, I prove 'em wrong yea

Verse 2: 

Now I’m back with the rappin I’ve mastered my craft
Never thought it would happen 
Yea we smile, what is life if it isn’t filled with laughing?
Real shit, what is life if it isn’t filled with passion?
What is life if you ain’t mentally tapped in?
On the mic I’m thrashing, your favorite rapper bash them 
They said I shouldn’t do it but I never should’ve asked them
They be like you can’t drop names like Nas or Jay 
Or Meek Milly you be lookin real silly 
Fuck that I’m going Hannibal Lecter
Eating rappers up after giving 'em lectures 
Tell them the truth that nobody is better
Watch them crush under the pressure
This ain’t even my best effort, I’m a hidden treasure
Bars for days I could rap forever
Try to make it clever every word I spit 
Can somebody please tell me what the verdict is
Can somebody please tell me what perfect is
I think I deserve an acknowledgement 
Or maybe I deserve a scholarship 
Damn, I became a scholar quick
You know I’m hot I drop logic bitch
I’m about to show you what polished is
These other MCs don’t bother with 
Somebody please tell em’ who their father is 
Ya see the sun comes up when I tell it to 
The moon hangs around with a mellow view
And I smoke my weed to some Selah Sue
Not giving a fuck cuz I’m a hell of a dude 
I said I smoke my weed to some Selah Sue 
Not giving a fuck cuz I’m a hell of a dude
And I

Chorus:

Prove 'Em Wrong, Prove 'Em Wrong
For me it be with all my songs
For you it can be with anything you want
Just prove 'em wrong
Prove 'em wrong
Mothafucka, I prove 'em wrong yea

Verse 3: 

Fuck the critics I’m back up in it 
I will never be finished until you all are diminished 
Life has no limit, who thought it’d be me with the golden ticket
Yea I didn’t ask for it, but lately I’ve been thinking bout cash more 
I wanna help the world I don’t care if I’m dirt poor 
When I flow I’m in the center of the earth’s core
Damn man I lift up the ground and spin it around
She be like yo was that Dee Mal? (Dee Mal)
I be like yea that was just a freestyle (freestyle)
Put it right there baby look at me now (me now)
Yea I love it how you work it out uh
Seeing double with the purp in my mouth
You know what I’m about blow clouds of that medicine
Plotting the path that I be headed in, homie I’m a veteran 
After this track girl debate who I’m better than
Killing everything I’m on my way to court
Wonder what they got to report 
Probably couple homicides shawtys that be down to ride
You ain’t heard it before girl surprise
I murder flows I can rap with my tongue tied
Yea let’s peel one back now we both fly 
Yea peel one back now we both just 

Chorus:

Prove 'Em Wrong, Prove 'Em Wrong
For me it be with all my songs
For you it can be with anything you want
Just prove 'em wrong
Prove 'em wrong
Mothafucka, I prove 'em wrong yea

PROVE 'EM WRONG

Dapper

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