Alright
Going through it good but that's alright
Said that's alright
Tell me where you tryna go lemme book the flight
Summer time summits baby lemme get you high
I been saying that's alright
I told em it's alright
Know you was my brother I don't got no need to fight
Bet we'll meet again in another life
Wake up dayjob
They takin' days off
That ain't in the game-plan
That's not what we made of
Put a target on my back so I can not play soft
Once I'm paid off
Head back home countdown to takeoff
Gas, dash
Broken, past
Broken, hearted
Didn't last
In this, business
Won't finish, last
Put the, hard times
In the glass
And I roll one
Roll one up for the hard times
Light that shit for the dark days
'Member that love it was all fake
Had some friends in high school thought I'd never make it out of the hallway
Now I'm coming home to my own place
You can eat your words
Tell me how the poem taste
Bring the good good I don't want no chase
You don't got no place in my lane giving me road rage
Talking on my brand but you no name
I just wanna change lives I don't need no fame
Still when I'm on stage
I'ma bring the heat let it burn like propane
And why you try'na live for tomorrow when
This right here is the golden age?
But that's alright
Tell me where you tryna go
Lemme book the flight
Summer time summits baby lemme get you high
I been saying that's alright
I told em it's alright
Know you was my brother I don't got no need to fight
Bet we'll meet again in another life
Said that's alright
Tell me where you tryna go lemme book the flight
Summer time summits baby lemme get you high
I been saying that's alright
I told em it's alright
Know you was my brother I don't got no need to fight
Bet we'll meet again in another life
Wake up dayjob
They takin' days off
That ain't in the game-plan
That's not what we made of
Put a target on my back so I can not play soft
Once I'm paid off
Head back home countdown to takeoff
Gas, dash
Broken, past
Broken, hearted
Didn't last
In this, business
Won't finish, last
Put the, hard times
In the glass
And I roll one
Roll one up for the hard times
Light that shit for the dark days
'Member that love it was all fake
Had some friends in high school thought I'd never make it out of the hallway
Now I'm coming home to my own place
You can eat your words
Tell me how the poem taste
Bring the good good I don't want no chase
You don't got no place in my lane giving me road rage
Talking on my brand but you no name
I just wanna change lives I don't need no fame
Still when I'm on stage
I'ma bring the heat let it burn like propane
And why you try'na live for tomorrow when
This right here is the golden age?
But that's alright
Tell me where you tryna go
Lemme book the flight
Summer time summits baby lemme get you high
I been saying that's alright
I told em it's alright
Know you was my brother I don't got no need to fight
Bet we'll meet again in another life
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Little
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