Alright

Alls my life I has to fight, nigga

Alls my life I

Hard times, like: God!

Bad trips, like: Yeah!

Nazareth, I'm fucked up

Homie, you fucked up

But if God got us, then we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Huh? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Uh, and when I wake up

I recognize you're looking at me for the pay cut

But homicide be looking at you from the face down

What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down?

Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life

Painkillers only put me in the twilight

Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight

Now tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows

20 of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me

Reaping everything I sow, so my karma comin' heavy

No preliminary hearings on my record

I'm a motherfucking gangster in silence, for the record

Tell the world I know it's too late

Boys and girls, I think I gone cray

Drown inside my vices all day

Won't you, please, believe when I say?

Wouldn't you know

We been hurt, been down before

Nigga, when our pride was low

Lookin' at the world like: Where do we go?

Nigga, and we hate po-po

Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho'

Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door

My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow

But we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Huh? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

What you want you: a house or a car?

40 acres and a mule? A piano, a guitar?

Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog

Motherfucker, you can live at the mall

I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know it's illegal

I don't think about it, I deposit every other zero

Thinking of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the Regal

Digging in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you

Everyday my logic get another dollar just to keep you

In the presence of your chico, ah!

I don't talk about it, be about it, everyday I sequel

If I got it then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach you

Pet dog, pet dog, pet dog, my dog, that's all

Pick back and chat, I trap the back for y'all

I rap, I black on track so rest assured

My rights, my wrongs, I write 'til I'm right with God

Wouldn't you know

We been hurt, been down before

Nigga, when our pride was low

Lookin' at the world like: Where do we go?

Nigga, and we hate po-po

Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho'

Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door

My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow

But we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Huh? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

I keep my head up high

I cross my heart and hope to die

Lovin' me is complicated

Too afraid, a lot of changes

I'm alright, and you're a favorite

Dark nights in my prayers