Alright
I killed my wrist it's on ice
Look at me sporty like spice
What you been naughty or nice
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Been doing this for some time
For my shot like busting a nine
Feeling like it's all by design
Keep a brother lost in his mind
Gotta make a way, make a name
Keep two K's, focus on game
It's black and white, simple and plain
We all in line but y'all ain't in my lane
Dropping bombs like Hussein
With the word play making it rain
When I attack like ugh
They can't react like ugh
See them falling back like ugh
Nigga coming strapped with a Mac
Be prepared when booking a pro
Never lack just black
When it comes to making my doe
To be exact get pockets fat
Then speed it up like whoa
Hold it, don't make these niggas nervous
It's clear you got a purpose
And though you haven't noticed
Before the curtain closes
You better go expose it
So that these niggas know it's
Blood in my veins, music the same
Gotta take aim, make it go bang
Depict my brains, I'm going insane
Enduring pain, helped me to gain
Traction on the road to the fame
In this life tryna leave my stain
Not put my family to shame
No use on dying a lame
I killed my wrist it's on ice
Look at me sporty like spice
What you been naughty or nice
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Started in the N.Y. streets
Times get hard still compete
Never accept a defeat
You take a L then bring the heat
Gotta make them sweat, no chill
You could bet, that I'm gon' kill
Been a threat, just got appealed
Murderous to get a deal
On a roll like 16 wheels
On a roll like blunts, be real
Y'all don't want the smoke like no
Niggas claim they woke like no
Hit with a spoke like no
Dial it back if your style is wack
Then we gon' know
Make 'em clap see now I'm back
Like I never did go
Kinda slacked on blazing tracks
Had to learn to take it slow
Woah, don't make these nigga nervous
It's clear you got a purpose
And though you haven't noticed
Before the curtain closes
You better go expose it
So that these niggas know it's
Blood in my veins, music the same
Gotta take aim, make it go bang
Depict my brains, I'm going insane
Enduring pain, helped me to gain
Traction on the road to the fame
In this life tryna leave my stain
Not put my family to shame
No use on dying a lame
I killed my wrist it's on ice
Look at me sporty like spice
What you been naughty or nice
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Must kill must slay
It's time okay (Aye)
And if you bet against me, I will parlay (Aye)
The skills ain't vague
The rhymes display (Aye)
That I am that nigga, that's here to stay (Aye)
That's real must say
I find today (Aye)
As perfect time, to break away (Hey)
One meal new day
No time to play (Aye)
Just put in that work and pave a way (Aye)
Look at me sporty like spice
What you been naughty or nice
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Been doing this for some time
For my shot like busting a nine
Feeling like it's all by design
Keep a brother lost in his mind
Gotta make a way, make a name
Keep two K's, focus on game
It's black and white, simple and plain
We all in line but y'all ain't in my lane
Dropping bombs like Hussein
With the word play making it rain
When I attack like ugh
They can't react like ugh
See them falling back like ugh
Nigga coming strapped with a Mac
Be prepared when booking a pro
Never lack just black
When it comes to making my doe
To be exact get pockets fat
Then speed it up like whoa
Hold it, don't make these niggas nervous
It's clear you got a purpose
And though you haven't noticed
Before the curtain closes
You better go expose it
So that these niggas know it's
Blood in my veins, music the same
Gotta take aim, make it go bang
Depict my brains, I'm going insane
Enduring pain, helped me to gain
Traction on the road to the fame
In this life tryna leave my stain
Not put my family to shame
No use on dying a lame
I killed my wrist it's on ice
Look at me sporty like spice
What you been naughty or nice
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Started in the N.Y. streets
Times get hard still compete
Never accept a defeat
You take a L then bring the heat
Gotta make them sweat, no chill
You could bet, that I'm gon' kill
Been a threat, just got appealed
Murderous to get a deal
On a roll like 16 wheels
On a roll like blunts, be real
Y'all don't want the smoke like no
Niggas claim they woke like no
Hit with a spoke like no
Dial it back if your style is wack
Then we gon' know
Make 'em clap see now I'm back
Like I never did go
Kinda slacked on blazing tracks
Had to learn to take it slow
Woah, don't make these nigga nervous
It's clear you got a purpose
And though you haven't noticed
Before the curtain closes
You better go expose it
So that these niggas know it's
Blood in my veins, music the same
Gotta take aim, make it go bang
Depict my brains, I'm going insane
Enduring pain, helped me to gain
Traction on the road to the fame
In this life tryna leave my stain
Not put my family to shame
No use on dying a lame
I killed my wrist it's on ice
Look at me sporty like spice
What you been naughty or nice
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Looks like my present's alright
Must kill must slay
It's time okay (Aye)
And if you bet against me, I will parlay (Aye)
The skills ain't vague
The rhymes display (Aye)
That I am that nigga, that's here to stay (Aye)
That's real must say
I find today (Aye)
As perfect time, to break away (Hey)
One meal new day
No time to play (Aye)
Just put in that work and pave a way (Aye)
Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Evans, Jr
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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