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Dear, proseperity...
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dear, proseperity... was released on January 2, 2026 by FFF RECORDS. as a part of the album Sincerely JuneBugg
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Release DateJanuary 2, 2026
LabelFFF RECORDS.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Derrick Armstrong
Derrick Armstrong
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Armstrong
Derrick Armstrong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derrick Armstrong
Derrick Armstrong
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

The devil outside
These lil **** killin' for em'
A mother just cried
Flowers what we sendin for em'
And feelings inside got a **** feelin' worn
But my Dea said no weapon form
The devil outside
These lil **** killin' for em'
A mother just cried
Flowers what we sendin for em'
And feelings inside got a **** feelin' worn
But my Dea said no weapon form gone prosper
Waddup prosperity sometimes feel like you care for me
But most da times, feel rare to see u hangin' where I be
My family tree cross our T's, dot our I's
And we pray to the
One up high who decide if ride or we walk with grief
The weaponry
Gon' Chose weather
My bitch badder or bruise better
Or touch cheddar or may never
Put my family in plush leather
Dea said whats formed up against may never prosper
For her faith sake I'm playin' like It don't, so gimme my Oscar
Like I'm denzel in trainin' day
Real **** means real actors, shi we was trained this way
But real clappers, we will clapp ya, and take da charge today
Im Wichita's linemen, the weaponry is playin' D lineman block **** shinin'
Block mind and block **** timin'
I feel like I'm common, I take water **** don't won't and make chocolate diamonds
That make you think
Seen Blood up in the sink
Cause weapons start findin' a way to my senior's soul
Made him a Dilaudid monster
My papa's cold hands is frozen in back of my conscience
That weapon sholl' dance on both ends of my brain and conjures up a lil spirit
You can't feel it, but I feel it
That monster?
Feels like a lyric that's stuck, or a tear thats burnin' the ducts
Or a yearnin' from your center chest that means you ain't gettin' up outta bed
Unless its for money or gettin head
That 30 minutes feelin' good, but weapons prosperin' yeah
My Older cousin loved his gun, his weapon shot him some years
Like 16 to be specific
This trauma what we equipped with
And habits of drinkin', patterns of thinkin' in pessimistic type of ways
Feelin' kinda heavy, if weapon prosper won't write today
I'm Feelin' kinda heavy, if weapons don't I'll see lights today
The devil outside
These lil **** killin' for em'
A mother just cried
Flowers what we sendin for em'
And feelings inside got a **** feelin' worn
But my Dea said no weapon form
The devil outside
These lil **** killin' for em'
A mother just cried
Flowers what we sendin for em'
And feelings inside got a **** feelin' worn
But my Dea said no weapon form gone prosper
Written by: Derrick Armstrong
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