Prosper
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Polo Ralph Lauren my sack
Goyard the bad
My bitch want a Birkin
I'm spendin' the racks
What does that do
I ain't no rapper bitch
I don't follow suit
Roll up my wood and spend cash on my boo
Just to find out, the money's her dude
I guess she don't love me
Na, hey, guess she don't love me
All she wan' do is come play with my money
Isn't it funny, I get a lil' clout, they expect somethin' from me
You weren't a part of this, you weren't a part of this
See all my haters I blow em a kiss
Choppa won't miss
30 round clip and it's right on my hip
Try to run up that bitch blow like a wish, yuh hey
Age is a number you can't get back
But that shouldn't stop you from getting the bag
Just hop out your Birkin and get you rack
Woah, hey, yuh
Came to a realization
These people don't love me
They just love my songs
They gonna keep hatin'
I'm provin' em wrong
And I'm gon keep workin'
Till my money long
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
They showing signs of jealousy
I gotta carry a glock just to take out the trash
With the way that these pussys wan' envy me
Black card in the Ksubi jeans
Left all the racks at home, yuh
Cause it be slowin' me down, yuh
Gas all up in the air
Callin' that surround sound
Bad lil' foreign from outta town
That's my queen, I'ma give her the crown
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
I gotta keep me a Uzi
Alla these yo's, be actin like groupies
Lotta these girls, you know they gon' choose me
Just last year, nobody knew me
Yuh, hey
But I put in work
These are the fruits of my labor
I gotta stay strong, never gon' waiver
Too focused on getting the paper
Too focused on getting the paper
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Polo Ralph Lauren my sack
Goyard the bad
My bitch want a Birkin
I'm spendin' the racks
What does that do
I ain't no rapper bitch
I don't follow suit
Roll up my wood and spend cash on my boo
Just to find out, the money's her dude
I guess she don't love me
Na, hey, guess she don't love me
All she wan' do is come play with my money
Isn't it funny, I get a lil' clout, they expect somethin' from me
You weren't a part of this, you weren't a part of this
See all my haters I blow em a kiss
Choppa won't miss
30 round clip and it's right on my hip
Try to run up that bitch blow like a wish, yuh hey
Age is a number you can't get back
But that shouldn't stop you from getting the bag
Just hop out your Birkin and get you rack
Woah, hey, yuh
Came to a realization
These people don't love me
They just love my songs
They gonna keep hatin'
I'm provin' em wrong
And I'm gon keep workin'
Till my money long
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
They showing signs of jealousy
I gotta carry a glock just to take out the trash
With the way that these pussys wan' envy me
Black card in the Ksubi jeans
Left all the racks at home, yuh
Cause it be slowin' me down, yuh
Gas all up in the air
Callin' that surround sound
Bad lil' foreign from outta town
That's my queen, I'ma give her the crown
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
I gotta keep me a Uzi
Alla these yo's, be actin like groupies
Lotta these girls, you know they gon' choose me
Just last year, nobody knew me
Yuh, hey
But I put in work
These are the fruits of my labor
I gotta stay strong, never gon' waiver
Too focused on getting the paper
Too focused on getting the paper
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
Stay with my nine jus' like Iguadola
Shawty don't love me she jus' want my dollas
Don't want the fame, I jus' wanna prosper
Food on the table, we eatin' the lobster
Fiendin' for Grammy's, I don't want an Oscar
Told mom I'm rappin', she wanted a Doctor
Kept all my feelings away, yuh
Had to put them in a locker
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Writer(s): Joona Kielek
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