No Proof Lryics

🎤 Title: “No Proof” Tempo: 140 BPM Vibe: Silent flex, cold moves, no explanations Style: Confident, modern, slick [Intro – whispered / FX layered] Yeah... They want receipts? Nah. I move quiet... I don’t talk, I execute. No proof... [Hook – x2] No proof, no trace, no cap, no case, Came up clean, now I’m all in they face. Whip too black, mind too sharp, I don’t leave nothin’ — not even a mark. No proof, no post, no flex, no boast, Still do numbers like a Wall Street ghost. You talk big, but I move like truth, Power in silence — no proof. [Verse 1] Whole lotta wins, ain’t one on the 'Gram, I don't flash, I just stack who I am. Quiet storm, you can feel when I land, I let my life talk, you just post for the cam. No tag, no mention, no leaks, Still I flood streets with a wave so deep. Told 'em I’m up — they ain't see how I got there, 'Cause I flew low while they posed in the hot air. Work in the dark, glow in the daylight, Talk like kings but they move like stage lights. I move with grace, leave 'em confused, I make big moves with no proof. [Hook – x2] No proof, no trace, no cap, no case, Came up clean, now I’m all in they face. Whip too black, mind too sharp, I don’t leave nothin’ — not even a mark. No proof, no post, no flex, no boast, Still do numbers like a Wall Street ghost. You talk big, but I move like truth, Power in silence — no proof. [Verse 2] Circle tight, got no room for snakes, I don’t need props when I’m raising the stakes. Loud ones fall, but the quiet ones last, Been outta sight while I'm lappin’ they past. Yeah, I’m ghost in the night, no tag on the plate, But I eat like a king — let 'em all speculate. They gossip and tweet, I invest and repeat, You brag on your story, I own what you lease. They want validation, I want legacy, They want likes, I want equity. No proof, but they feel that truth, Even in silence, I’m speakin’ to youth. [Bridge – layered harmony or vocoder FX] 🎵 You gon’ feel me… never gon’ see me… 🎵 I don’t need a file, don’t need a treaty. 🎵 No paper trail, but I built my roof… 🎵 That’s the proof — and I left no proof. 🎵 [Outro – spoken or whispered] They searchin' for records... Tryna find a map... But I am the blueprint. And I never leave… No proof.