Alright (feat. Damon) [Remix]
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
It's the motherfuckin' remix, yeah
Yo what up, ViK
And GOMAB
Damo
A lot of shit be on my mental when I'm going through life
So I gotta make the song cry
A lot of demons haunting me and I've been trying since fourteen
I can't avoid it like some pasta on a zone diet
A lot of nights, I'm feeling lonely
(Phone done fell asleep)
I ain't receiving those "good morning"
(Morning texts for weeks)
The overloaded thoughts be poring
Belted to my seats
If I don't change then I'll be falling
Falling six foot deep but that ain't me
Yeah yeah
I'm still copie, I'm 2-4 like I'm Kobe
Smoking reefer, taking detours
Two or three floors when I'm floating
I don't need cries, I don't need help
I just need me and me only
I feel like every time nigga's open up
They manipulate and expose me
You can fool me once (Mmm-mmm)
Take a mental note, I'mma learn from it
You won't fool me twice (Mmm-mmm)
Karma is a curse, you gon burn from it
It ain't feeling right when the shoulder cold
And you feel the ghost like a poltergeist
'Member all the times I was stuck to you
But I changed up overnight cuz I'm good
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
If you ain't talking money, don't be blowing up my phone
Me, myself and I, about to get it on my own
Don't care about no woman that I no longer adore
Got 99 problems, don't need 99 more
These hoes hella tripping, stay depending on a nigga
But I ain't never tripping, I'm just tryna count them digits
As long as I can smoke good, eat good, and live good
Then I'mma be alright
Only focused on one thing, nigga I'm gon get it
If you gotta know one thing, I'm always bout my business
I'm only focused on winning, my Lord and Savior my witness
Please continue to look over me
I just turned 24, I still got a life to live
Gotta look out for my mom, she gon have a nicer crib
Gotta show my lil brother how to really do it big
Gotta do it for the Nati, nigga you know what it is
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
If you ain't talking money, don't be blowing up my phone
Me, myself and I, about to get it on my own
Don't care about no woman that I no longer adore
Got 99 problems, don't need 99 more
These hoes hella tripping, stay depending on a nigga
But I ain't never tripping, I'm just tryna count them digits
As long as I can smoke good, eat good, and live good
Then I'mma be alright
Look
The end of summer began with us talking
Me and shorty got entangled in the middle of August
And with her, I wasn't jaded
Sex was fire when we faded
If there ain't no price on love, why am I paying the cost then
When it came to the will to love, I'm afraid that I lost it
She told me what we have is dead, that shit came with a coffin
My results from trial and error's the same and it's often
But a nigga keep his head raised and maintain with the bossin'
Tired of taking these losses but I know I'mma win in the end
And based on my first name, I'm a winner
That's word to my mom and my kin
And you know I'm too slick with a pen
Keep it real, ain't no need to pretend
Ain't no time to be making new friends, give a damn about who I offend
Me and my niggas gon be alright, day ones only
And we aiming for the big bread
The same hoes that used to front on me in my DMs saying
"Hey big head... What's new"
Nothin much, on to better things, trick, fuck you
You swear to God you glo'd up on me
It's only right I glow up too
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Ooh yeah
It's the motherfuckin' remix, yeah
Yo what up, ViK
And GOMAB
Damo
A lot of shit be on my mental when I'm going through life
So I gotta make the song cry
A lot of demons haunting me and I've been trying since fourteen
I can't avoid it like some pasta on a zone diet
A lot of nights, I'm feeling lonely
(Phone done fell asleep)
I ain't receiving those "good morning"
(Morning texts for weeks)
The overloaded thoughts be poring
Belted to my seats
If I don't change then I'll be falling
Falling six foot deep but that ain't me
Yeah yeah
I'm still copie, I'm 2-4 like I'm Kobe
Smoking reefer, taking detours
Two or three floors when I'm floating
I don't need cries, I don't need help
I just need me and me only
I feel like every time nigga's open up
They manipulate and expose me
You can fool me once (Mmm-mmm)
Take a mental note, I'mma learn from it
You won't fool me twice (Mmm-mmm)
Karma is a curse, you gon burn from it
It ain't feeling right when the shoulder cold
And you feel the ghost like a poltergeist
'Member all the times I was stuck to you
But I changed up overnight cuz I'm good
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
If you ain't talking money, don't be blowing up my phone
Me, myself and I, about to get it on my own
Don't care about no woman that I no longer adore
Got 99 problems, don't need 99 more
These hoes hella tripping, stay depending on a nigga
But I ain't never tripping, I'm just tryna count them digits
As long as I can smoke good, eat good, and live good
Then I'mma be alright
Only focused on one thing, nigga I'm gon get it
If you gotta know one thing, I'm always bout my business
I'm only focused on winning, my Lord and Savior my witness
Please continue to look over me
I just turned 24, I still got a life to live
Gotta look out for my mom, she gon have a nicer crib
Gotta show my lil brother how to really do it big
Gotta do it for the Nati, nigga you know what it is
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
If you ain't talking money, don't be blowing up my phone
Me, myself and I, about to get it on my own
Don't care about no woman that I no longer adore
Got 99 problems, don't need 99 more
These hoes hella tripping, stay depending on a nigga
But I ain't never tripping, I'm just tryna count them digits
As long as I can smoke good, eat good, and live good
Then I'mma be alright
Look
The end of summer began with us talking
Me and shorty got entangled in the middle of August
And with her, I wasn't jaded
Sex was fire when we faded
If there ain't no price on love, why am I paying the cost then
When it came to the will to love, I'm afraid that I lost it
She told me what we have is dead, that shit came with a coffin
My results from trial and error's the same and it's often
But a nigga keep his head raised and maintain with the bossin'
Tired of taking these losses but I know I'mma win in the end
And based on my first name, I'm a winner
That's word to my mom and my kin
And you know I'm too slick with a pen
Keep it real, ain't no need to pretend
Ain't no time to be making new friends, give a damn about who I offend
Me and my niggas gon be alright, day ones only
And we aiming for the big bread
The same hoes that used to front on me in my DMs saying
"Hey big head... What's new"
Nothin much, on to better things, trick, fuck you
You swear to God you glo'd up on me
It's only right I glow up too
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get it for the city and the family
Although there may be pretty girls that's gon surround me
Most of these hoes are just distractions tryna clown me
Credits
Writer(s): Victor Green
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