Let It Be (Alright)

Paimon give me a dope beat like
Yuh, 1-6, yeah uh

Too much in my past
Anticipate for the crash
First place never last, ooh
Circle Ting we the glass, ooh
May break but still slash, ooh
Yeah we caught a body
All these signs is sayin that we headed to the lotty
I pack my bags and we runnin we gather like a rally
Never trust a soul if they never pitch in into the tally
Got the scissors on my night stand
Gotta different flight plan
Cut you off if you ain't really ridin you can bystand
Yeah my nigga you can bystand
Whole game in my right hand, yeah (yeah)
I'm on a different level
One place a never settle
I had to look the other way so I could face my devil, yeah yeah

Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Let it be, just let it be
Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Let it be, just let it be

I say too many times I see niggas flexing for the gram
Drivin a shit whip and got a pistol in his hand
But he never down to rumble when a grown man stand
Never caught a case to feel it but you still gon catch these hands yuh
Count it up
Whole team we runnin the field yuh
Bless it up
Culture we takin a kneel yuh
All this glow has got a different type of feelin
1-6 has got the sound that they been feindin
16 got them out here fiendin
1-6 has got the sound that they been needin
We ride around leave em broke neck creepin
This type a wave gon flow no matter what the season

Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Let it be, just let it be
Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Alright alright alright yah
Let it be, just let it be



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Writer(s): Tyler Lloyd
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