Alright

I woke up this morning
I feel alright
Cuz every little thing
Is gonna be alright

Put a ranking on my top five
In my past blew bags they was hot fries
They wanna see eye to eye but they not I
Speed racer in the mach 5
No pork on my plate but the mob ties hog tied
Thin sweater
I been moving like I dropped vibes
I been better
Had niggas grooving like I'm top 5
Trendsetter
Taking step backs
I drop dimes
Career ender
But the mood ain't real for a nigga
Shooters won't kill for a nigga
Break a soul down couldn't feel for a nigga
Ima get you whatchu ask, make a deal for a nigga
I been working ain't no labor if its half ass
I been thinking bout my future it ain't half bad
Fucking up some commas karma sutra
For a math class
I been thinking I fell off, and it's not that
More to motivate, story cultivate
Make enormous great proportion safe and gorgeous
Paid performance, Vegas offers, haters offer
They just ought to
Stay in coffins
I just wanna reminisce about my half days
How we joke about the future with our past ways
Walking on the roof that was the last day
Sully said I wouldn't make it to my grad day
Young
BITCH

I woke up this morning
I feel alright
Cuz every little thing
Is gonna be alright



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Solano
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