Thats Alright
Streets ain't got no love
And Thats Alright
Body any nigga come between this shit
In the studio trapping like a warlord
Yeah you know I gotta stay low
Money coming in by the boat load
Still don't fuck with chains
Like da Django
From quarter waters
To sleeping with politicians daughters
Touring over the borders
In Basel placing orders
All this rapper paraphernalia
Niggas wishing failure
Women wanting to feel ya
But I got what she like
We gonna be alright
She always down to ride
Never mind da price
I swear this modern day life
Would of killed Rocko
The youth will play Russian roulette
With Rambo for the nachos
But life's a bitch
Wit filthy tricks
Da good die young
Only talent is to empty clips
Ahh
I waited my whole life
To talk this shit
Young nigga on the rise
Never felt so rich
And I body any nigga
Come between this shit
Ahh
Ba
Ba
And I body any nigga
Come between this shit
Ahh
And thats alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
These streets ain't got no love
And Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Yeah
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
And I body any nigga come between this shit
Couple battle scars we gon' die hard
Frequent flights cruising threw the ozone
Mind a lethal weapon I'm a Braveheart
You fuckin bastards never take my mojo
Overseas signing boobs
Bitches catching seizures
Swear I planned this all
From the bleachers
No features
Shades and monsters
Pills and sponsors
Rock and roll and sex partners
The fame is heartless
Try and spread some knowledge
POP
POP
You spark-less
But music feeds the soul
So Im a eat regardless
Getting to that cake
On the interstate
Half these niggas can't relate
Selfie sticks and scams on a dinner plate
Private resort just in time for scuba
Million dollar meetings
Rolls Royce for an Uber
But life's a bitch
Wit filthy tricks
Da good die young
Only talent is to empty clips
Ahh
I waited my whole life
To talk this shit
Young nigga on the rise
Never felt so rich
And I body any nigga come between this shit
BA
BA
And I body any nigga come between this shit
BA
BA
And thats alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
These streets ain't got no love
And Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Yeah
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
And I'll body any nigga come between this shit
BA
BA
And Thats Alright
Body any nigga come between this shit
In the studio trapping like a warlord
Yeah you know I gotta stay low
Money coming in by the boat load
Still don't fuck with chains
Like da Django
From quarter waters
To sleeping with politicians daughters
Touring over the borders
In Basel placing orders
All this rapper paraphernalia
Niggas wishing failure
Women wanting to feel ya
But I got what she like
We gonna be alright
She always down to ride
Never mind da price
I swear this modern day life
Would of killed Rocko
The youth will play Russian roulette
With Rambo for the nachos
But life's a bitch
Wit filthy tricks
Da good die young
Only talent is to empty clips
Ahh
I waited my whole life
To talk this shit
Young nigga on the rise
Never felt so rich
And I body any nigga
Come between this shit
Ahh
Ba
Ba
And I body any nigga
Come between this shit
Ahh
And thats alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
These streets ain't got no love
And Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Yeah
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
And I body any nigga come between this shit
Couple battle scars we gon' die hard
Frequent flights cruising threw the ozone
Mind a lethal weapon I'm a Braveheart
You fuckin bastards never take my mojo
Overseas signing boobs
Bitches catching seizures
Swear I planned this all
From the bleachers
No features
Shades and monsters
Pills and sponsors
Rock and roll and sex partners
The fame is heartless
Try and spread some knowledge
POP
POP
You spark-less
But music feeds the soul
So Im a eat regardless
Getting to that cake
On the interstate
Half these niggas can't relate
Selfie sticks and scams on a dinner plate
Private resort just in time for scuba
Million dollar meetings
Rolls Royce for an Uber
But life's a bitch
Wit filthy tricks
Da good die young
Only talent is to empty clips
Ahh
I waited my whole life
To talk this shit
Young nigga on the rise
Never felt so rich
And I body any nigga come between this shit
BA
BA
And I body any nigga come between this shit
BA
BA
And thats alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
These streets ain't got no love
And Thats Alright
Thats Alright
Yeah
Thats Alright
Thats Alright
And I'll body any nigga come between this shit
BA
BA
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Writer(s): Aaron Jones
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