Prosper In Peace Lyrics by Nasty C & Benny The Butcher is a newly released English song produced by Kid Hazel, Prod LB & Splited Stupid. The latest song Prosper In Peace Lyrics is written by Kid Hazel, Benny the Butcher, Nasty C, Prod LB & Splited Stupid. The music video was published on September 6, 2023.
Prosper In Peace Song Details:
Song: | Prosper In Peace |
Singer(s): | Nasty C & Benny The Butcher |
Produced by: | Kid Hazel, Prod LB & Splited Stupid |
Written by: | Kid Hazel, Benny the Butcher, Nasty C, Prod LB & Splited Stupid |
Label: | Def Jam Recordings & Universal Music (Pty) Ltd South Africa |
Prosper In Peace Lyrics
(Haters keep coming for me)
(Won’t let me prosper in peace)
Ayy
Haters keep comin’ for me (For me)
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Won’t let me prosper in peace, ayy, ayy)
I sit in my car and read
Like damn, they got all the people intrigued
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Won’t let me prosper in peace, ayy, ayy)
I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep comin’ for me (For me)
Like I don’t deserve what I have (Have)
I don’t know why they so mad (Mad)
It ain’t no mystery
If you can get busy then victory is up for grabs (Grabs)
We’re just a bucket of crabs (Crabs)
We’re just a uh-
Keep it a buck
We’re just a bucket of crabs
Niggas gon’ look at me sideways
Like I don’t deserve the shine (Shine)
Who does he think he is?
That bitch he fuck should be mine (Mine)
That whip he drive should be mine (Mine)
That bank account should be mine (Mine)
And that lil nigga roll by and they breakin’ they neck like Busta Rhymes
Shmoney comin’, I’m not surprised
Blessings keep fallin’ like “Much obliged”
I’m so fresh to death (Yeah), I must have died
Stabbed in the back then I cut the ties
Locked the door, shut the blinds
Livin’ this life by God design
I’ma still need this shit customized (Yeah-yeah)
Haters keep comin’ for me (For me)
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Won’t let me prosper in peace, ayy, ayy)
I sit in my car and read
Like damn, they got all the people intrigued
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Won’t let me prosper in peace, ayy, ayy)
I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep comin’ for me (For me)
Like I don’t deserve what I have (Have)
I don’t know why they so mad (Mad) (I don’t know why)
It ain’t no mystery (Ayo C)
If you can get busy then victory is up for grabs (I don’t know what we did to these niggas?)
We’re just a bucket of crabs (Crabs)
We’re just a uh-
Keep it a buck (Yeah)
We’re just a bucket of crabs (Uh)
I don’t regret none of the shit that I did
Prosper in peace, I’m here for these blessings
Here for that look on their face when they see us
I make my haters need therapy sessions
Stood in the mirror confessin’
They see the jewels but they don’t be hearin’ the message
I grinded for this
I’m playin’ Niggas In Paris whilst I’m in Paris with niggas
She like whatever I like, she my twin
She text me at 3 AM like “Where you been?”
I text back the skeleton face emoji
“Bitch quit playin’ with me, drop the pin”
I did it with patience
I can’t even fake it
Sometimes I feel like the greatest
I’m really that nigga
We’re flyin’ in private
The pilot like “Nigga, you made it” (I know)
Haters keep comin’ for me (For me)
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Won’t let me prosper in peace, ayy, ayy)
I sit in my car and read
Like damn, they got all the people intrigued
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Won’t let me prosper in peace, ayy, ayy)
I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep comin’ for me (For me)
Like I don’t deserve what I have (Have)
I don’t know why they so mad (Mad)
It ain’t no mystery
If you can get busy then victory is up for grabs (Grabs)
We’re just a bucket of crabs (Crabs)
We’re just a uh-
Keep it a buck
We’re just a bucket of crabs
I feel like I’d be lyin’ if i said i didn’t see any of the hate
You know if-if it didn’t get to me at all
‘Cause it does, you know?
But it’s like I sleep peacfully knowin’ that I work hard for everything I have
You know? I work hard and I pray hard dawg
And I wait my turn bro, that’s the thing
But what pisses me off is that they see me work hard for this shit
But it’s like, like-like there’s no winning
Like there’s no winning, it’s like fuck bro