Alright

Alls my life, I has to fight, nigga

Alls my life, I—

Hard times like, "Yah"

Bad trips like, "Yah"

Nazareth

I'm fucked up, homie, you fucked up

But if God got us, then we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Huh? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Uh, and when I wake up

I recognize you're looking at me for the pay cut

But homicide be looking at you from the face down

What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down?

Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life

Painkillers only put me in the twilight

Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight

Now tell my mama I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows

Twenty of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me

Reapin' everything I sow, so my karma comin' heavy

No preliminary hearings on my record

I'm a motherfuckin' gangster in silence for the record, uh

Tell the world I know it's too late

Boys and girls, I think I've gone cray

Drown inside my vices all day

Won't you please believe when I say

Wouldn't you know

We been hurt, been down before, nigga

When our pride was low

Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" Nigga

And we hate po-po

Wanna kill us dead in the street for sure, nigga

I'm at the preacher's door

My knees gettin' weak and my gun might blow

But we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Huh? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

What you want you, a house⁠? You, a car?

Forty acres and a mule? A piano, a guitar?

Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog

Motherfucker, you can live at the mall

I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know it's illegal

I don't think about it, I deposit every other zero

Thinkin' of my partner, put the candy paintin' on the Regal

Diggin' in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you

Every day, my logic get another dollar just to keep you

In the presence of your chico, ah

I don't talk about it, be about it, every day, I sequel

If I got it, then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach you

Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, my dog, that's all

Bick back and Chad, I trap the bag for y'all

I rap, I black on track, so rest assured

My rights, my wrongs, I write 'til I'm right with God

Wouldn't you know

We been hurt, been down before, nigga

When our pride was low

Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" Nigga

And we hate po-po

Wanna kill us dead in the street for sure, nigga

I'm at the preacher's door

My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow

But we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

We gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Huh? We gon' be alright

Nigga, we gon' be alright

Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright

I keep my head up high

I cross my heart and hope to die

Lovin' me is complicated

Too afraid of a lot of changes

I'm alright, and you're a favorite

Dark nights in my prayers

I remembered you was conflicted

Misusing your influence, sometimes I did the same

Abusing my power, full of resentment

Resentment that turned into a deep depression

Found myself screamin' in the hotel room

I didn't wanna self-destruct

The evils of Lucy was all around me

So I went runnin' for answers