Prosperous

Sittin' thinkin' bout a youngin I'm wishin' I could play again

Cause life done hit us hard, we can't even think the same again

Rest in peace my dawgs, I'm wishin' I see y'all face again

Love my ghetto angels, can we go back to that place again

I remember all your faces on the block and where we stayed at

Lil Hoops at Hoover Ballin, remember where we played at

Was fashioned in that shit, cause in that city where we made at

Where plenty niggas died, I'm wishin' that they all just came back

Told his mama he won't shoot no more, but now he needed payback

They turned him to a demon, once a nigga that was laid back