Remix, remix
G-mix, G-mix
C-mix, yeah
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
Slow the anger
My vision is highly faded
They wanna see frowns and cravings
The problem just solved, not basic
Music be all the maintenance
Follow me, keep the lazy
As acquired by the devil
I shun him, and smile the tainted away
In a cell fought depression, every step of the way
There's no action in play
For all the people that play
My hands together for some peace
To be upon me today
Every word that I say
And I can't help with all the problems
Struggle for a dollar
Need my baby by my side
Helping with the logic
Got me and I got ya
Tyme da Bomb, blessed the nigga on the track
Running laps on the tempo
I ain't never turning back
Lucid, you can make it
Tell myself daily, yeah
Talk to myself
Cause all my trust is highly tainted
Take it step for a step
Walking lightly, trying to make it
Dropping jewels on my people
We gotta struggle just to make it
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
What you know about losing everything
Just to get it back
Wasn't born with silver spoons
But I've been known for stating facts
It's like food getting consumed
The way I'm eating up these tracks
Act a fool now give me room
I won't leave nothing else intact
I be singing on these muthaf*ckin beats
Because I can
From Bay County to Japan
I be the muthaf*ckin man
Hard to understand
Just like Chris Tucker talking to Jackie
They waited till I got comfortable
Turned my back and then they stabbed me
Asked the Lord to grab me
And protect me from these devils
Or give me the strength to fight
And let me fight until it's settled
Still wishing for better
But home don't feel like home
Can't be nothing like the rest
Because I rather be unknown
We done had too many rainy days
Can you go away
If you ain't got me here for a reason Lord
Then I don't wanna stay
Pray and then I pray
But still some things don't never change
Slow progress over no progress
Got a whole lot to gain
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
See, I've been doing this for a long time
Im Tom Brady on the beat
I'm always on time
And I don't gotta go and peek
It's always online
These niggas creep these streets a feast
I think it's lunchtime
I'ma crumble up
Long nights when I was cold
I had to bundle up
I remember I was broke
I had to run it up
The streets taught me all I know
I had to soak it up
Hot, bubble, bath
That's how I bubbled up
Niggas fold
That ain't how I'm raised up
I took plenty losses
But I ain't never gave up
Ten toes, down
And you know I keep my head up
Lord, I'm just trying to make it out
And get my bread up
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
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English
Remix, remix
G-mix, G-mix
C-mix, yeah
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
Slow the anger
My vision is highly faded
They wanna see frowns and cravings
The problem just solved, not basic
Music be all the maintenance
Follow me, keep the lazy
As acquired by the devil
I shun him, and smile the tainted away
In a cell fought depression, every step of the way
There's no action in play
For all the people that play
My hands together for some peace
To be upon me today
Every word that I say
And I can't help with all the problems
Struggle for a dollar
Need my baby by my side
Helping with the logic
Got me and I got ya
Tyme da Bomb, blessed the nigga on the track
Running laps on the tempo
I ain't never turning back
Lucid, you can make it
Tell myself daily, yeah
Talk to myself
Cause all my trust is highly tainted
Take it step for a step
Walking lightly, trying to make it
Dropping jewels on my people
We gotta struggle just to make it
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
What you know about losing everything
Just to get it back
Wasn't born with silver spoons
But I've been known for stating facts
It's like food getting consumed
The way I'm eating up these tracks
Act a fool now give me room
I won't leave nothing else intact
I be singing on these muthaf*ckin beats
Because I can
From Bay County to Japan
I be the muthaf*ckin man
Hard to understand
Just like Chris Tucker talking to Jackie
They waited till I got comfortable
Turned my back and then they stabbed me
Asked the Lord to grab me
And protect me from these devils
Or give me the strength to fight
And let me fight until it's settled
Still wishing for better
But home don't feel like home
Can't be nothing like the rest
Because I rather be unknown
We done had too many rainy days
Can you go away
If you ain't got me here for a reason Lord
Then I don't wanna stay
Pray and then I pray
But still some things don't never change
Slow progress over no progress
Got a whole lot to gain
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
See, I've been doing this for a long time
Im Tom Brady on the beat
I'm always on time
And I don't gotta go and peek
It's always online
These niggas creep these streets a feast
I think it's lunchtime
I'ma crumble up
Long nights when I was cold
I had to bundle up
I remember I was broke
I had to run it up
The streets taught me all I know
I had to soak it up
Hot, bubble, bath
That's how I bubbled up
Niggas fold
That ain't how I'm raised up
I took plenty losses
But I ain't never gave up
Ten toes, down
And you know I keep my head up
Lord, I'm just trying to make it out
And get my bread up
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
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G-mix, G-mix
C-mix, yeah
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
Slow the anger
My vision is highly faded
They wanna see frowns and cravings
The problem just solved, not basic
Music be all the maintenance
Follow me, keep the lazy
As acquired by the devil
I shun him, and smile the tainted away
In a cell fought depression, every step of the way
There's no action in play
For all the people that play
My hands together for some peace
To be upon me today
Every word that I say
And I can't help with all the problems
Struggle for a dollar
Need my baby by my side
Helping with the logic
Got me and I got ya
Tyme da Bomb, blessed the nigga on the track
Running laps on the tempo
I ain't never turning back
Lucid, you can make it
Tell myself daily, yeah
Talk to myself
Cause all my trust is highly tainted
Take it step for a step
Walking lightly, trying to make it
Dropping jewels on my people
We gotta struggle just to make it
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
What you know about losing everything
Just to get it back
Wasn't born with silver spoons
But I've been known for stating facts
It's like food getting consumed
The way I'm eating up these tracks
Act a fool now give me room
I won't leave nothing else intact
I be singing on these muthaf*ckin beats
Because I can
From Bay County to Japan
I be the muthaf*ckin man
Hard to understand
Just like Chris Tucker talking to Jackie
They waited till I got comfortable
Turned my back and then they stabbed me
Asked the Lord to grab me
And protect me from these devils
Or give me the strength to fight
And let me fight until it's settled
Still wishing for better
But home don't feel like home
Can't be nothing like the rest
Because I rather be unknown
We done had too many rainy days
Can you go away
If you ain't got me here for a reason Lord
Then I don't wanna stay
Pray and then I pray
But still some things don't never change
Slow progress over no progress
Got a whole lot to gain
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
See, I've been doing this for a long time
Im Tom Brady on the beat
I'm always on time
And I don't gotta go and peek
It's always online
These niggas creep these streets a feast
I think it's lunchtime
I'ma crumble up
Long nights when I was cold
I had to bundle up
I remember I was broke
I had to run it up
The streets taught me all I know
I had to soak it up
Hot, bubble, bath
That's how I bubbled up
Niggas fold
That ain't how I'm raised up
I took plenty losses
But I ain't never gave up
Ten toes, down
And you know I keep my head up
Lord, I'm just trying to make it out
And get my bread up
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold streets
Some say it's a drought
Cause we keep feeling the heat
Dirty in the South
But best believe we gon' eat
Tryna count me out
But I'm progressing slowly
I'm progressing slowly
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Writer: Thomas Walker Jr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid