Alright

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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)
 

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Duration
03:53
Key
1
Tempo
148 BPM

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