Lyrics Prosper - Mission, K.Agee

Prosper

Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Aye, no, man, don’t got time fo' it
Everything flow, I don’t never fold
On the decline, that’s somethin' foolish
Lighters in the air fo' the last forest
Just lay down, wake up
I’ma only say it once, little homie, stay down
Stay down, way down
I’ma only say it once, little homie, stay down, way down
How I see it I call it
I know I could bear like a wallet
Boy, my God be Chris Wallace
Carry my weight around like a talent
Bet that I could take it, man, I swear that they won’t break us
Black on black won’t cut no slack, man, go so hard, they hate us
Facts on facts may took a minute, bold us till He shape us
Shoot, you miss, you shoot, you miss, them bullets ain’t even graze us
Show fo' show I’m focused I’m on tour
How them blessings keep on poppin' out then blow
I was always told to plant the seed and watch it blow
I was always told to load the sling and watch it boom
Yeah, uh, you don’t want no drama, nah, you don’t want that drama
Told em, «Ain't no weapon gon' form, I might as well put that on my mama»
I don’t play no disrespect, I always gave my highest honor
Young Mish, keep it one hunnid, one hunnid, yeah (Mission)
Uh, how I see it I call it
I know I could bear like a wallet
Boy, my God be Chris Wallace
Carry my weight around like a talent
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
Where you goin' you should know, it’s just to get it back
We was down, now we up, never goin' back
Zig, zag, zig, zag, all way out yo' lane
Who are you?
This the team, you will not take a break
Fo' a minute, now I’m back on the deck
Tryna block my shot like LeBron off the glass
Already knew the three, man, way befo' chess
Add it to the three like the Warriors, the rest
Wake in the morning with grind on my mind, I just gotta go out and go get it
We are not stressin', man, we are not thrustin', but we don’t know what is the
difference
Turn on my past, turn to my Dad and got everything that was missin'
I couldn’t slack ‘cause I am the one so that all that you see is a privilege
Uh, how I see it I call it
I know I could bear like a wallet
Boy, my God be Chris Wallace
Carry my weight around like a talent
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
Any weapon formed ain’t never finna prosper
No weapon formed against you or you or you or yo' children’s children
Yo' mama, yo' daddy, yo' greasy granny
No weapon formed against me shall be able to prosper