All Is Well

All is well
Ain't in no grave
Or in no cell
Came out my shell
It was lessons
If we talkin bout Ls
Gave em hell
When unc was sendin bails
Thru da mail
They was on my trail
When it's was pistols
And digital scales

It was love until it wasn't
Trap retarded got me buzzin
The feds had me flushing
Niggas thought that I was buggin
Keep them new niggas from round me
They wasn't round when we was struggling
Bitch I'm hustling thuggin and juggling
All the shit dats comin
Blessed dat I ain't see dem walls
Or get put in a wood box
Fuck 12 we dodged da laws
Got pass them roadblocks
They all thought dat I would fall
I showed em I'm sure not
Still runnin thru cold blocks

All is well
Ain't in no grave
Or in no cell
Came out my shell
It was lessons
If we talkin bout Ls
Gave em hell
When unc was sendin bails
Thru da mail
They was on my trail
When it's was pistols
And digital scales

I got 2 daughters and a son
I can't slip a be no victim
It's slim pickings on dem winnings
Niggas killin for dem shillings
Niggas dying for the trimmings
Niggas take what you would give em
Talk loyalty like religion
Then go convert these niggas switchin
Had to distance myself
I ain't in this shit to lose
I can get it myself
I ain't got shit left to prove
Learned a lot from them Ls
Them lessons taught me how to move
But since in school
I been runnin round wit dem tools
This shit shit true

All is well
Ain't in no grave
Or in no cell
Came out my shell
It was lessons
If we talkin bout Ls
Gave em hell
When unc was sendin bails
Thru da mail
They was on my trail
When it's was pistols
And digital scales



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Writer(s): Jokaa Deleon, Jacori Crockett
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