[{"id":6142120,"name":"Prosper","trackName":"Prosper","artistName":"Dave East","albumName":"P2","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I need everything I came for (Joe Joe got 'em again)\nAnd some\nProsper\nI'm tryna live prosper\nProsper\nI'm tryna live\nI'm just tryna live\nI just pray that I'm livin' prosperous\nComing from conditions that's moderate to accomplishin'\nEach goal I ever set that check off my bucket list\nKnow who you fuckin' with, you can't suck it, baby, just swallow it\nProsper, \"P\" for the pussy been gettin' thrown at me\n\"R\" for the Rollie that Nas got me, the sky dweller (my nigga)\n\"O\" for them ounces, I drove the most to the mountains (most)\n\"S\" is for the sour, I sold to niggas in housing' (got it)\n\"P\" is for that pack of that Newports that I couldn't never smoke (never)\n\"E\" is for the easy-pass, get nervous when I pass the toll\nPack a pole, pack a stick back on my shit\nI been through the worst, it don't matter, shit got me rich\nStory I could tell, I could still remember the smell\nOf my cell, thought I was in hell, hit mama for mail\nI had CO's that I wanted to hurt, I'm speedin' fast, I just wanna reverse\nGet some fame behind your name and they gon' come at you worse\nI've seen friends go to the essence, they left blood on my shirt\nAnd I can't never get them stains out\nTry and understand what this pain 'bout\nHalf deaf in my left ear from them shots that done rang out\nI'm tryna own property, put my daughter through private school\nFiends was our neighbors, then mama told us, we gotta move\nI thought I knew it all, couldn't pay me to follow rules\nAlmost lost my life for some Prada shoes, you gotta choose\nIs dying worth everything you done lived for?\nRan out of Arm & Hammer, get more, was piss poor\nI can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped off\nI gotta get fresh, it was so hard to get them zips off\nI smoke a lot, see a opp, spot 'em like a polka dot\nAlways in the gutter like I bowl a lot\nOpen up the Rover top, blow up fifty bag to the heavens\nKept a mask plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\nI never knew 'bout no fame or no movement (never)\nNow I'm recruitin' lieutenants, my women friends they was in there boostin'\nShe must of loved me, she put this onion up in the coochie\nPlayed games, my youngest one fades and not the one on Boosie\nHeavenly scented, the Dodger was rented\nTryna prosper by any means, I'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted\nI got the scars from my life of war\nI love the rap, but I don't like the talk\nI get excited if the white is soft (powder)\nI push the Porsche until the pipes exhaust\nAin't got no felonies, get a license for it\nSo many thoughts got me thinkin' like \"Shit, I might record this\"\nThe couch was leather, the floor was cold and the phone was cordless\nTalkin' my mother crib, ounces in my dresser\nThe cash in my Timberland box, keep all that extras\nThe one they loved the most, kidnap 'em, they'll get the message\nStay down 'til you come up, you'll get your blessings\nIs dying worth everything you done lived for?\nRan out of Arm & Hammer, get more, was piss poor\nI can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped off\nI gotta get fresh, it was so hard to get them zips off\nI smoke a lot, see a opp, spot 'em like a polka dot\nAlways in the gutter like I bowl a lot (always)\nOpen up the Rover top (open), blow up fifty bag to the heavens\nKept a mask plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\nYeah, yeah, it's the kid with the glow, I get it and go\nSay I talk fast, you just listenin' slow\nProsper\nYou know, get what you gotta get while you her,e man\nDo what you do, like you're doing it for TV or\nYou know, whatever you're doing it for, man\nLotta money to be made, make sure you make it\nDon't waste no more time, time tickin'\nI can't even see what time it is on the Philipe, but you know\nCatch up, what you want, the money or the respect?\nPick one\nProsper\nJoe Joe got 'em again","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.73] I need everything I came for (Joe Joe got 'em again)\n[00:09.00] And some\n[00:10.64] Prosper\n[00:14.60] I'm tryna live prosper\n[00:17.33] Prosper\n[00:20.25] I'm tryna live\n[00:21.67] I'm just tryna live\n[00:22.95] I just pray that I'm livin' prosperous\n[00:25.39] Coming from conditions that's moderate to accomplishin'\n[00:27.87] Each goal I ever set that check off my bucket list\n[00:31.08] Know who you fuckin' with, you can't suck it, baby, just swallow it\n[00:33.93] Prosper, \"P\" for the pussy been gettin' thrown at me\n[00:36.96] \"R\" for the Rollie that Nas got me, the sky dweller (my nigga)\n[00:40.16] \"O\" for them ounces, I drove the most to the mountains (most)\n[00:42.86] \"S\" is for the sour, I sold to niggas in housing' (got it)\n[00:45.71] \"P\" is for that pack of that Newports that I couldn't never smoke (never)\n[00:48.72] \"E\" is for the easy-pass, get nervous when I pass the toll\n[00:51.81] Pack a pole, pack a stick back on my shit\n[00:54.18] I been through the worst, it don't matter, shit got me rich\n[00:56.75] Story I could tell, I could still remember the smell\n[00:59.97] Of my cell, thought I was in hell, hit mama for mail\n[01:02.74] I had CO's that I wanted to hurt, I'm speedin' fast, I just wanna reverse\n[01:07.40] Get some fame behind your name and they gon' come at you worse\n[01:10.39] I've seen friends go to the essence, they left blood on my shirt\n[01:13.35] And I can't never get them stains out\n[01:15.28] Try and understand what this pain 'bout\n[01:17.63] Half deaf in my left ear from them shots that done rang out\n[01:20.28] I'm tryna own property, put my daughter through private school\n[01:23.14] Fiends was our neighbors, then mama told us, we gotta move\n[01:25.99] I thought I knew it all, couldn't pay me to follow rules\n[01:28.89] Almost lost my life for some Prada shoes, you gotta choose\n[01:31.76] Is dying worth everything you done lived for?\n[01:34.82] Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more, was piss poor\n[01:37.73] I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped off\n[01:40.59] I gotta get fresh, it was so hard to get them zips off\n[01:43.32] I smoke a lot, see a opp, spot 'em like a polka dot\n[01:46.27] Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot\n[01:48.74] Open up the Rover top, blow up fifty bag to the heavens\n[01:51.88] Kept a mask plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\n[01:54.87] I never knew 'bout no fame or no movement (never)\n[01:57.48] Now I'm recruitin' lieutenants, my women friends they was in there boostin'\n[02:00.87] She must of loved me, she put this onion up in the coochie\n[02:03.72] Played games, my youngest one fades and not the one on Boosie\n[02:06.29] Heavenly scented, the Dodger was rented\n[02:08.83] Tryna prosper by any means, I'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted\n[02:12.15] I got the scars from my life of war\n[02:14.81] I love the rap, but I don't like the talk\n[02:17.10] I get excited if the white is soft (powder)\n[02:19.12] I push the Porsche until the pipes exhaust\n[02:21.09] Ain't got no felonies, get a license for it\n[02:23.14] So many thoughts got me thinkin' like \"Shit, I might record this\"\n[02:26.61] The couch was leather, the floor was cold and the phone was cordless\n[02:29.74] Talkin' my mother crib, ounces in my dresser\n[02:32.35] The cash in my Timberland box, keep all that extras\n[02:35.36] The one they loved the most, kidnap 'em, they'll get the message\n[02:38.51] Stay down 'til you come up, you'll get your blessings\n[02:41.14] Is dying worth everything you done lived for?\n[02:44.13] Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more, was piss poor\n[02:46.77] I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped off\n[02:49.87] I gotta get fresh, it was so hard to get them zips off\n[02:52.27] I smoke a lot, see a opp, spot 'em like a polka dot\n[02:55.69] Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot (always)\n[02:58.11] Open up the Rover top (open), blow up fifty bag to the heavens\n[03:01.24] Kept a mask plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\n[03:04.33] Yeah, yeah, it's the kid with the glow, I get it and go\n[03:08.28] Say I talk fast, you just listenin' slow\n[03:10.70] Prosper\n[03:12.15] You know, get what you gotta get while you her,e man\n[03:14.71] Do what you do, like you're doing it for TV or\n[03:16.61] You know, whatever you're doing it for, man\n[03:20.24] Lotta money to be made, make sure you make it\n[03:22.22] Don't waste no more time, time tickin'\n[03:27.62] I can't even see what time it is on the Philipe, but you know\n[03:32.54] Catch up, what you want, the money or the respect?\n[03:36.38] Pick one\n[03:44.07] Prosper\n[03:46.75] Joe Joe got 'em again","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Prosper\n  artist: Dave East\n  album: P2\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I need everything I came for (Joe Joe got 'em again)\n  start_ms: 5730\n  end_ms: 9000\n- 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when I pass the toll\n  Pack a pole, pack a stick back on my shit\n  I been through the worst, it don't matter, shit got me rich\n  Story I could tell, I could still remember the smell\n  Of my cell, thought I was in hell, hit mama for mail\n  I had CO's that I wanted to hurt, I'm speedin' fast, I just wanna reverse\n  Get some fame behind your name and they gon' come at you worse\n  I've seen friends go to the essence, they left blood on my shirt\n  And I can't never get them stains out\n  Try and understand what this pain 'bout\n  Half deaf in my left ear from them shots that done rang out\n  I'm tryna own property, put my daughter through private school\n  Fiends was our neighbors, then mama told us, we gotta move\n  I thought I knew it all, couldn't pay me to follow rules\n  Almost lost my life for some Prada shoes, you gotta choose\n  Is dying worth everything you done lived for?\n  Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more, was piss poor\n  I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped off\n  I gotta get fresh, it was so hard to get them zips off\n  I smoke a lot, see a opp, spot 'em like a polka dot\n  Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot\n  Open up the Rover top, blow up fifty bag to the heavens\n  Kept a mask plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\n  I never knew 'bout no fame or no movement (never)\n  Now I'm recruitin' lieutenants, my women friends they was in there boostin'\n  She must of loved me, she put this onion up in the coochie\n  Played games, my youngest one fades and not the one on Boosie\n  Heavenly scented, the Dodger was rented\n  Tryna prosper by any means, I'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted\n  I got the scars from my life of war\n  I love the rap, but I don't like the talk\n  I get excited if the white is soft (powder)\n  I push the Porsche until the pipes exhaust\n  Ain't got no felonies, get a license for it\n  So many thoughts got me thinkin' like \"Shit, I might record this\"\n  The couch was leather, the floor was cold and the phone was cordless\n  Talkin' my mother crib, ounces in my dresser\n  The cash in my Timberland box, keep all that extras\n  The one they loved the most, kidnap 'em, they'll get the message\n  Stay down 'til you come up, you'll get your blessings\n  Is dying worth everything you done lived for?\n  Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more, was piss poor\n  I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped off\n  I gotta get fresh, it was so hard to get them zips off\n  I smoke a lot, see a opp, spot 'em like a polka dot\n  Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot (always)\n  Open up the Rover top (open), blow up fifty bag to the heavens\n  Kept a mask plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\n  Yeah, yeah, it's the kid with the glow, I get it and go\n  Say I talk fast, you just listenin' slow\n  Prosper\n  You know, get what you gotta get while you her,e man\n  Do what you do, like you're doing it for TV or\n  You know, whatever you're doing it for, man\n  Lotta money to be made, make sure you make it\n  Don't waste no more time, time tickin'\n  I can't even see what time it is on the Philipe, but you know\n  Catch up, what you want, the money or the respect?\n  Pick one\n  Prosper\n  Joe Joe got 'em again\n"},{"id":14667327,"name":"Prosper","trackName":"Prosper","artistName":"Dave East","albumName":"Paranoia 2","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I need everything I came for (\nJoe Joe got 'em again) And some Prosper I'm tryna live prosper\nProsper I'm tryna live I'm just tryna live I just pray that I'm\nlivin' prosperous Coming from conditions that's moderate to\naccomplishin' Each goal I ever set that check off my bucket list Know\nwho you fuckin' with,\nyou can't suck it baby just swallow it Prosper, \"\nP\" for the pussy been gettin' thrown at me \"\nR\" for the Rollie that Nas got me, the sky dweller (my nigga) \"\nO\" for the ounces, I drove the most to the mountains (most) \"\nS\" is for the sour, I sold to niggas in housing' (got it) \"\nP\" is for that pack of that Newports\nthat I couldn't never smoke (never) \"\nE\" is for the easy-pass, get nervous when I pass the toll,\npack a pole, pack a stick back on my shit I been through the worst,\nit don't matter shit got me rich Story I could tell,\nI could still remember the smell Of my cell, thought I was in hell,\nhit mama for mail I had CO's that I wanted to hurt,\nI'm speedin' fast, I just wanna reverse Get some fame behind your\nname and they gon' come at you worse I've seen friends go to the [?],\nthey left blood on my shirt And I can't never get them stains out Try\nand understand what this came 'bout Half deaf in my left ear from\nthem shots that they rang out I'm tryna own property,\nput my daughter through private school Fiends was our neighbors,\ntheir mamas told us, we gotta move I thought I knew it all,\ncouldn't pay me to follow rules Almost lost my life for some Prada\nshoes, you gotta choose [Chorus] Is\ndying worth everything you done lived for?\nRan out of Arm & Hammer, get more,\nwas piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped\noff I gotta get fresher,\nwas so harder to get them zips off I smoke a lot, see a op,\nspot 'em like a polka dot Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot Open\nup the Rover top, blow up fifty bag to the heavens Keep a mask plus a\nweapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not I never knew 'bout no\nfame or no movement (never) Now I'm recruitin' lieutenants,\nmy women friends they was in there boostin' She must of loved me,\nshe put this onion up in the coochie Played games,\nmy youngest one fades and not the one Boosie Heavenly scented,\nthe Dodger was rented Tryna prosper by any means,\nI'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted I got the scars from my life of war I\nlove the rap, but I don't like the talk I get excited if the white is\nsoft (powder) I push the Porsche until the pipes exhaust Ain't got\nno felonies,\nget a license for it So many thoughts got me thinkin' like \"\nShit, I might record this\" The couch was leather,\nthe floor was cold and the phone was cordless Talkin' my mother crib,\nounces in my dresser The cash in my Timberland box,\nkeep all that extras The one they loved the most, kidnap 'em,\nthey'll get the message Stay down 'til you come up,\nyou'll get your blessings Is dying\nworth everything you then lived for?\nRan out of Arm & Hammer, get more,\nwas piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped\noff I gotta get fresher,\nwas so harder to get them zips off I smoke a lot, see a op,\nspot 'em like a polka dot Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot\n(always) Open up the Rover top (open),\nblow up fifty bag to the heavens Keep a mask\nplus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\nYeah, yeah It's the kid with the glow,\nI get it and go See I don't talk fast,\nyou just listenin' slow Prosper You know,\nget what you gotta get while you here man Do what you do,\nlike you're doing it for TV or You know,\nwhatever you're doing it for man, lotta money to be made,\nmake sure you make it Don't waste no more time,\ntime tickin' I can't even see what time it is on the Philipe,\nbut you know Catch up, what you want, the money or the respect?\nPick one Prosper Joe Joe got 'em again","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.76] I need everything I came for (\n[00:09.74] Joe Joe got 'em again) And some Prosper I'm tryna live prosper\n[00:12.09] Prosper I'm tryna live I'm just tryna live I just pray that I'm\n[00:22.59] livin' prosperous Coming from conditions that's moderate to\n[00:26.23] accomplishin' Each goal I ever set that check off my bucket list Know\n[00:30.80] who you fuckin' with,\n[00:33.16] you can't suck it baby just swallow it Prosper, \"\n[00:34.59] P\" for the pussy been gettin' thrown at me \"\n[00:36.77] R\" for the Rollie that Nas got me, the sky dweller (my nigga) \"\n[00:40.79] O\" for the ounces, I drove the most to the mountains (most) \"\n[00:42.84] S\" is for the sour, I sold to niggas in housing' (got it) \"\n[00:45.60] P\" is for that pack of that Newports\n[00:48.01] that I couldn't never smoke (never) \"\n[00:49.19] E\" is for the easy-pass, get nervous when I pass the toll,\n[00:51.41] pack a pole, pack a stick back on my shit I been through the worst,\n[00:54.62] it don't matter shit got me rich Story I could tell,\n[00:58.50] I could still remember the smell Of my cell, thought I was in hell,\n[01:01.93] hit mama for mail I had CO's that I wanted to hurt,\n[01:05.56] I'm speedin' fast, I just wanna reverse Get some fame behind your\n[01:08.70] name and they gon' come at you worse I've seen friends go to the [?],\n[01:11.82] they left blood on my shirt And I can't never get them stains out Try\n[01:15.23] and understand what this came 'bout Half deaf in my left ear from\n[01:17.95] them shots that they rang out I'm tryna own property,\n[01:22.52] put my daughter through private school Fiends was our neighbors,\n[01:27.46] their mamas told us, we gotta move I thought I knew it all,\n[01:29.30] couldn't pay me to follow rules Almost lost my life for some Prada\n[01:30.39] shoes, you gotta choose [Chorus] Is\n[01:32.75] dying worth everything you done lived for?\n[01:35.68] Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more,\n[01:37.79] was piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped\n[01:39.95] off I gotta get fresher,\n[01:42.84] was so harder to get them zips off I smoke a lot, see a op,\n[01:44.84] spot 'em like a polka dot Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot Open\n[01:48.34] up the Rover top, blow up fifty bag to the heavens Keep a mask plus a\n[01:51.94] weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not I never knew 'bout no\n[01:55.68] fame or no movement (never) Now I'm recruitin' lieutenants,\n[01:58.44] my women friends they was in there boostin' She must of loved me,\n[02:01.71] she put this onion up in the coochie Played games,\n[02:04.57] my youngest one fades and not the one Boosie Heavenly scented,\n[02:07.12] the Dodger was rented Tryna prosper by any means,\n[02:09.72] I'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted I got the scars from my life of war I\n[02:14.75] love the rap, but I don't like the talk I get excited if the white is\n[02:18.67] soft (powder) I push the Porsche until the pipes exhaust Ain't got\n[02:21.57] no felonies,\n[02:23.19] get a license for it So many thoughts got me thinkin' like \"\n[02:25.88] Shit, I might record this\" The couch was leather,\n[02:28.02] the floor was cold and the phone was cordless Talkin' my mother crib,\n[02:31.52] ounces in my dresser The cash in my Timberland box,\n[02:33.19] keep all that extras The one they loved the most, kidnap 'em,\n[02:37.78] they'll get the message Stay down 'til you come up,\n[02:40.41] you'll get your blessings Is dying\n[02:45.30] worth everything you then lived for?\n[02:46.96] Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more,\n[02:47.83] was piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped\n[02:49.16] off I gotta get fresher,\n[02:50.42] was so harder to get them zips off I smoke a lot, see a op,\n[02:53.35] spot 'em like a polka dot Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot\n[02:55.15] (always) Open up the Rover top (open),\n[02:59.98] blow up fifty bag to the heavens Keep a mask\n[03:01.87] plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\n[03:03.76] Yeah, yeah It's the kid with the glow,\n[03:14.07] I get it and go See I don't talk fast,\n[03:15.56] you just listenin' slow Prosper You know,\n[03:16.32] get what you gotta get while you here man Do what you do,\n[03:17.21] like you're doing it for TV or You know,\n[03:18.15] whatever you're doing it for man, lotta money to be made,\n[03:21.64] make sure you make it Don't waste no more time,\n[03:25.38] time tickin' I can't even see what time it is on the Philipe,\n[03:32.55] but you know Catch up, what you want, the money or the respect?\n[03:37.69] Pick one Prosper Joe Joe got 'em again\n[03:56.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  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respect?\n  start_ms: 212550\n  end_ms: 217690\n- text: Pick one Prosper Joe Joe got 'em again\n  start_ms: 217690\n  end_ms: 236820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 236820\nplain: |-\n  I need everything I came for (\n  Joe Joe got 'em again) And some Prosper I'm tryna live prosper\n  Prosper I'm tryna live I'm just tryna live I just pray that I'm\n  livin' prosperous Coming from conditions that's moderate to\n  accomplishin' Each goal I ever set that check off my bucket list Know\n  who you fuckin' with,\n  you can't suck it baby just swallow it Prosper, \"\n  P\" for the pussy been gettin' thrown at me \"\n  R\" for the Rollie that Nas got me, the sky dweller (my nigga) \"\n  O\" for the ounces, I drove the most to the mountains (most) \"\n  S\" is for the sour, I sold to niggas in housing' (got it) \"\n  P\" is for that pack of that Newports\n  that I couldn't never smoke (never) \"\n  E\" is for the easy-pass, get nervous when I pass the toll,\n  pack a pole, pack a stick back on my shit I been through the worst,\n  it don't matter shit got me rich Story I could tell,\n  I could still remember the smell Of my cell, thought I was in hell,\n  hit mama for mail I had CO's that I wanted to hurt,\n  I'm speedin' fast, I just wanna reverse Get some fame behind your\n  name and they gon' come at you worse I've seen friends go to the [?],\n  they left blood on my shirt And I can't never get them stains out Try\n  and understand what this came 'bout Half deaf in my left ear from\n  them shots that they rang out I'm tryna own property,\n  put my daughter through private school Fiends was our neighbors,\n  their mamas told us, we gotta move I thought I knew it all,\n  couldn't pay me to follow rules Almost lost my life for some Prada\n  shoes, you gotta choose [Chorus] Is\n  dying worth everything you done lived for?\n  Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more,\n  was piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped\n  off I gotta get fresher,\n  was so harder to get them zips off I smoke a lot, see a op,\n  spot 'em like a polka dot Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot Open\n  up the Rover top, blow up fifty bag to the heavens Keep a mask plus a\n  weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not I never knew 'bout no\n  fame or no movement (never) Now I'm recruitin' lieutenants,\n  my women friends they was in there boostin' She must of loved me,\n  she put this onion up in the coochie Played games,\n  my youngest one fades and not the one Boosie Heavenly scented,\n  the Dodger was rented Tryna prosper by any means,\n  I'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted I got the scars from my life of war I\n  love the rap, but I don't like the talk I get excited if the white is\n  soft (powder) I push the Porsche until the pipes exhaust Ain't got\n  no felonies,\n  get a license for it So many thoughts got me thinkin' like \"\n  Shit, I might record this\" The couch was leather,\n  the floor was cold and the phone was cordless Talkin' my mother crib,\n  ounces in my dresser The cash in my Timberland box,\n  keep all that extras The one they loved the most, kidnap 'em,\n  they'll get the message Stay down 'til you come up,\n  you'll get your blessings Is dying\n  worth everything you then lived for?\n  Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more,\n  was piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we ripped\n  off I gotta get fresher,\n  was so harder to get them zips off I smoke a lot, see a op,\n  spot 'em like a polka dot Always in the gutter like I bowl a lot\n  (always) Open up the Rover top (open),\n  blow up fifty bag to the heavens Keep a mask\n  plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' blow or not\n  Yeah, yeah It's the kid with the glow,\n  I get it and go See I don't talk fast,\n  you just listenin' slow Prosper You know,\n  get what you gotta get while you here man Do what you do,\n  like you're doing it for TV or You know,\n  whatever you're doing it for man, lotta money to be made,\n  make sure you make it Don't waste no more time,\n  time tickin' I can't even see what time it is on the Philipe,\n  but you know Catch up, what you want, the money or the respect?\n  Pick one Prosper Joe Joe got 'em again\n"}]