Damn

Give it time man

I'ma be alright

It's fucked up

I'ma be alright

At least I got my rydas, tho

Yea





There it goes

Anotha casket dropped unda

In the midst of the rain and thunda

And I wonda

About that watchin' this risk

And why I didn't take that bitch

Anotha funeral

Third night this week

Everybody and they mamma catchin' slugs in the street

I know the reverend by name

He's like Bullet

It's your turn ta run ta Burger King

Mamma told me I had three strikes in life

When I was 18 I got a job at Mike's

Car wash

The place where the bitches be

Till I got mad and slapped Mike and his homie

They called the pigs

Then they called my Pop's

I pissed on the vacuum in the back of the shop

It broke on out

Now the cops is on my tail

Charity only future

If a nigga only fail



I'ma Be (Alright)

I'ma Be (Alright)

I'ma Be (Alright)

I'ma Be Alright, but (There it goes)



I'ma Be (Alright)

I'ma Be (Alright)

I'ma Be (Alright)

I'ma Be Alright, but (There it goes)



I coulda been a doctor

Maybe even a president

Instead I slang dope

In a crackhouse resident

Raised in the strip

By pimps and O G's

Rock a girl with ADIDAS

Till the age of 13

Till I caught by the pigs

Slangin' bags and such

Had every last dopehead

Ridin' my nuts

Felt like I was on top of the world

What a head won't do for the bag of a white girl

I had T.V's and VCR's

Stereo systems and stolen cars

More throwaways in the bottom of the river

When I was hungry

Crackheads brought me dinner

I kept Trumph on my bankroll

If I