Prosper Lyrics

Gotta be a man and stay on 10 toes

U can't fold

Even being cold

And I was starving

But I ain't told

Never been to court

Fa my own case

I stay on ghost mode

Free all of my demons

When they out

Well all the guys know

Get rich and lay low

I am on my payroll

No I never sold my soul

The packs the only thing I sold

Shoot fa green

Don't touch the rim

Tipsy gang

Was sipping Jin

Breaking thru ya door

N I was wit my twin

We spinned again

OG talk to OG

Only way that u can see a mends

Free quanny out the jam

I Ain't seen bro not in a min

It was politics

Real niggas don't keep an appearce

I don't need no clearance

Staying solid

Pop out in Amira's

New vans n my cargos

Please Don't try to sin

Hold my appearance

All gas I don't fw breaks

I seen the troopers in my mirrors

And god known

Brand new watch it's two tone

Fa my big bro

Jus got off the phone

2K fa a new show

Ain't no basketball

Jus shoot to goal

Shoot da geeen

Said that before

Act like curry

Jus shoot fa more

N then shooting more

I'm jus tryna prosper

Champagne and lobster

Locked in wit my niggas like the Rasta

Or mobbas

EDC we the money team

And can't nobody stop us

Started off jus trapping

Door to door

We making pops

Started off jus

Started off wit music

In the basment

Wit no studio

Now I'm out in NYC

In quad

Wit all my day one bros

Don't call em Ls

Ain't taking those

Fa some bones they gonna throw dem bows

Played my song n changed ya hoes

I got these stupid flows

Proving all the haters wrong

Yeah that's my favorite part

Cold inside my city got a frozen heart

Drop a bag you pay to start

What's the point of dying young?

If you ain't make a mark

What's the point of (what's the point nigga)

I'm jus tryna prosper

Champagne and lobster

Locked in wit my niggas like the Rasta

Or mobbas

EDC we the money team

And can't nobody stop us

Started off jus trapping

Door to door

We making pops

Started off jus

Started off wit music

In the basement

Wit no studio

Now I'm out in NYC

In quad

Wit all my day one bros

Don't call em Ls

Ain't taking those

Fa some bones they gonna throw dem bows

Played my song n changed ya hoes

I got these stupid flows