Prospect - Nothings Impossible Lyrics

I ain't been out in a minute
Won't be the best
I'll be the biggest
I'll be counting chicken
When we start selling tickets
We gone be running up the mother fucking digits
Yeah
Nothings impossible
Baby do what you got to do
Oh yeah
Nothings impossible
And I knew I was the shit
Back in 1996
Check the baby pics of my fits
I reminisce
I said id never quit
Still underrated
But fuck it I don't need a payment
I need people to listen to what I'm saying
You could do it you could be the greatest
All you need is a little bit of patience
But leave no time wasted
Yeah
I ain't been out in a minute
Wont be the best
I''ll be the biggest
I'll be counting chicken
When we start selling tickets
We gone be running up the mother fucking digits
Yeah
Nothings impossible
Baby do what you got to do
Oh yeah
Nothings impossible
And you know thats a bet
Bitch its big Prospect
Aint no ice on my neck
But I still get a check
Bitch I still do my thing
Your ass too pussy to get in the ring
Thought this was all just a dream
Call me Bob Ross how im painting the scene
K.O.A.T
We could all be some kings
Or some queens
Man you know what I mean
You know what I mean

I ain't been out in a minute
Won't be the best
I'll be the biggest
I'll be counting chicken
When we start selling tickets
We gone be running up the mother fucking digits
Yeah
Nothings impossible
Baby do what you got to do
Oh yeah
Nothings impossible
And I knew I was the shit
Back in 1996
Check the baby pics of my fits
I reminisce
I said id never quit
Still underrated
But fuck it I don't need a payment
I need people to listen to what I'm saying
You could do it you could be the greatest
All you need is a little bit of patience
But leave no time wasted
Yeah
I ain't been out in a minute
Wont be the best
I''ll be the biggest
I'll be counting chicken
When we start selling tickets
We gone be running up the mother fucking digits
Yeah
Nothings impossible
Baby do what you got to do
Oh yeah
Nothings impossible
And you know thats a bet
Bitch its big Prospect
Aint no ice on my neck
But I still get a check
Bitch I still do my thing
Your ass too pussy to get in the ring
Thought this was all just a dream
Call me Bob Ross how im painting the scene
K.O.A.T
We could all be some kings
Or some queens
Man you know what I mean
You know what I mean