D_Shaun - Alright (feat. DeShaun Jay)

Alright
RYLTY Shit
Alright
Yeah
I don't miss the old me
But I damn sure remember
The way I felt about myself
Knew I was cold as the winter
But learn the top got lonely winners
Make for colder December's
So drop the top and hit the shifter for my cards
And the dealers
I toast with scammers and killers
Epitomizing real niggas
Still gotta take care of business
Look out for women and children
Nah I ain't bought it I built it
When fed's asked questions we sealed it
I'm bout a Bill like it's Miller
Hand in the air like I'm hitler nigga
I don't take no pride in the best rapper alive
I'm like them old wanted signs
I want it dead or alive
Now we clicking nigga
I copped the coupe
Just for the chickens with us
Put a bad bitch on my list
Like that shit was Schindler's
I mean you gotta feel us
Shit it's been a long time coming
But it's alright
Shit gone be alright
Know I had to hustle through the struggle
Now it's alright
Shit gone be alright
Shit it's been a long time coming
But it's alright
Shit gone be alright
Know I had to hustle through the struggle
Now it's alright
Shit gone be alright
We gone be alright
Shoutout to my Aunt Jas
She would make us tuna melts
And we ain't know that was
Our last
Aunt Dannette had told me I was tripping
When I was skipping class
Aunt Tash told me I could make a million
Just stay in that bag yeah
Talked to Uncle Bobby
Said it's way more than a hobby
Keep them fire flames ignited
Turn that venue to a Mojave
Shoutout to the family uh
Rest in peace to Granny uh
Long live the OG's I mean
All the ones that stamped me
Like a Subaru
We was Outback
Doing all that
Spicy cheese
This shit pepper jack
And I got
Hella that
Biggest out my class
They held me back
And they withheld the facts
Now ahead the pack
I'm heading that
And niggas can't imagine
Grandma Connie worked at Avis
I was in them rental cars
My niggas be really marching
Like we really came from Mars
I know that they came for bars
Yeah all of that and then some
Tall dark and handsome
Shoutout Granny grandson
Address me as a legend
Like my grandfather the reverend
She a fan of me like Vanity
I show her 7th Heaven
These is cool Grey 11's
Better watch where you stepping
Fore I ever toted pistols
Knew my mind was a weapon
Now the shades got dark tints and shit
Everybody witnesses
I pull up hop out and (Doop Doop Doop)
Kill this shit
I had lost some weight then lost some weight
And now it's all gain
I turned up the gas and started grilling shit
I'm propane
Shit it's been a long time coming
But it's alright
Yeah Shit gone be alright
Know I had to hustle through the struggle
Now it's alright
Yeah Shit gone be alright
Shit it's been a long time coming
Now it's alright
Shit gone be alright
Know I had to hustle through the struggle
Now it's alright
Shit gone be alright
We gone be alright
Sometimes I can't help but reminisce about the old me
Niggas walking by me in functions as if they know me
Held shit down for ungrateful niggas and they still owe me
They lacking loyalty but I peep the scheme when they selling it
I ain't got time to tell em shit
Fuck em the family born to be legends bitch I'm an Ellison
They got me hella bent if they expect the boy to fold
Yeah it's Pinky's son but I'm just like my pops as I've been told
Know the flow been cold
Still all of these verses leaving gold
I can't lose control
Lil man watching so i play my role
I been thru it all
Lost sleep but know I stayed 10 toes
They can't take my soul
Still rep for my state just like I'm Cole
I'm talkin 9DIME
Winter summertime but we was outside
Forever repping
Right on 2-11
Me my cousins stepping
All night
Family all tight
They knew we all fight
But now we all grown on a mission we gon be alright
Shit it's been a long time coming
But it's alright
Yeah Shit gone be alright
Know I had to hustle through the struggle
Now it's alright
Yeah Shit gone be alright
Shit it's been a long time coming
Now it's alright
Shit gone be alright
Know I had to hustle through the struggle
Now it's alright
Shit gone be alright
We gone be alright

Written by:
Dominique Banks, Julian Smith

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