Alright

Yea I'm doing me
Posted up with my team
Just tryna live our dream
What it's like to be 19
Figure out ya life
Be practical, put down the mic
Laugh like bitch alright
Bitch alright

Bitch alright
I'm tight
Just tryna live a long life
But all night
These motherfuckers
Got my fist bawled tight
Cause they try to talk
On sites
Till it's on sight
Promise this is on mine
That bitch I'm gon fight
The premonition towards
Your demolition before
I make a mistake I can't afford
And give em what they're wishing for
Throw em down the wishing well
Bury their career in the Wickam Trails
Wish em well
Nah I'll wish em hell

Yea I'm doing me
Posted up with my team
Just tryna live our dream
What it's like to be 19
Figure out ya life
Be practical, put down the mic
Laugh like bitch alright
Bitch alright

Very few have accepted
My intention to spit these lessons
Many view my perception
As reckless and use no discretion
As they mention their disbelief
In the one thing that keeps my peace
To a level where I can actually breath
Such a sad thing to see
The definition of insanity
Is doing the same thing expecting a different result
So no longer are we on the defensive
Here comes the assault

Yea I'm doing me
Posted up with my team
Just tryna live our dream
What it's like to be 19
Figure out ya life
Be practical, put down the mic
Laughing like bitch alright
Nah bitch fuck you
Ha
Bitch I ain't doing you
Ha
Alright



Credits
Writer(s): John Roger Stephens, Ye
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