Feel Alright (feat. Kristina Kentigian)

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I bet it all on myself, that's a safe bet (I'm all in)
 I'm not reliant on nobody for my paycheck (PDank)
 It's been five years since I wore a nametag, quit my day job in 2010 and never came back
 Stayed since I entered, I never hit the exit
 Keep moving like my mom, hiding from her exes (Keep it moving)
 I just played like three shows in Texas
 Sold it out in Austin, put the homies on the guest list
 I'm in the van in Oklahoma bumping T.I (Bumping T.I)
 Rolling trees on my diploma on my Levi's (my Levi's)
 I saw behind the curtain,(ah huh) so I know my window's smaller than vagina on a virgin
 But I'm tryna be happy when my visitor's gone
 Even though my day's numbered like a prisoner's arm
 I'm tryna
 I'm just tryna feel alright, alright
 If smiling is lame, I wanna be lame
 If I gotta pick a location, it's gonna be Maine
 If I get something with this beard, it's gotta be brain
 Dropped my first record when radio's a lot of T-Pain
 I'm playing 21 in San Diego but I'm 29
 Chadd won, Jay came in second, good thing I can rhyme (San Diego)
 Teddy sent the beat without the tags on it (They know)
 Built trust like a snowman, put a hat on it
 I been me since cats had on Fubu (on Fubu)
 Classes skipped like ads on YouTube
 Never got my degree, but I can turn the heat up
 It's too much sun to let the whole world beat us
 I'm just tryna feel alright, alright
 I wanna be rich, I wanna be liked
 I wanna be dope, I been wrong, I wanna be right
 But if I can't be none of that, then lastly
 The one thing I really wanna be is happy (Tryna be sad?)
 People live their whole life in the rat race
 Fast paced, never get the cheese, come in last place (Hamsters)
 So get to asking around
 I got the blessings counted like a basket after the foul (And one)
 I was the cook who melted the cheese
 On your burger, but I'm educated, healthy and free
 You never heard of anybody quite as honest as me
 Who rock a mic when they open till they tell you to leave
 Let's go
 I'm just tryna feel alright, alright
 (On a world tour, we can knock on every door
 Grab the rich and the poor, we can make 'em feel alright
 We can make 'em feel alright, we'll make 'em,
 make 'em, make 'em feel alright, we'll make 'em feel alright)
 I'm just tryna feel alright, alright
 (We can find a way to feel alright)
 Yo here's a moment that I replayed through
 I was in the kitchen, politicking, kicking it with DJ Rew
 One of his best friends just died in a fire
 And he was going through divorce so I asked him how he smiled
 He turned the faucet on and then he looked at me, crookedly
 "I understood that if I'm sad, I shouldn't be"
 It made me wanna go buy a guitar, run and play the drums
 Let the bass man have some fun
 Bass man, talk to 'em
 I'm just tryna feel alright, alright
 Everyone was running, tripping over debris, maybe a body, definitely debris
 Sprinting, gasping, parents holding their kids, shielding their eyes, you know
 All their kids running, parents eyes just widened by, y'know, in terror
 And I was running too, just because everybody else was running
 I mean, it's irrefutable, like if everybody's running, they must have a good reason, right?
 So I was running, and running and running, and stepped on an iPhone, rechecking the cracked face
 And it wasn't dead yet, it was still on, and it comforted me to see the glow, it's face shown
 A picture, two pictures actually, you know, different women wearing the same dress
 Who wore it better?
 And running, and running and running and running
 And glass, and sirens, yelling, crying
 And finally I fell, I skidded across the sidewalk
 And um, I looked back, mainly just to avoid any stampede
 Or, you know, getting crushed
 Most everyone else was running through the street,
 weaving between the abandoned cars, and the cars were just still, empty
 Like overgrown, metal bug carcasses
 Like that REM video
 And I looked back from where we came, and I saw it
 I saw what we were running from
 And I guess I wasn't surprised
 It was shapeless, and huge and scary
 And it had no form
 It was frightening, really, um, it was the truth
 

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Duration
05:15
Key
10
Tempo
84 BPM

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