JaySean Michaels - Alright lyrics

Ima Young n***a With That Check Coming for the money yea n***a no flex Started from the bottom and I'm coming at ya neck (Thew Thew) Headshot if you thinking you the best This the Redroom so I gotta come correct Breaking all the rules so you know I'm k**in it (Hold Up) I'm f**ed n***a you f**ed up HRTBRKZ gon bust so we gon be alright (Hook) (Verse 1) Now when I wake up I check my bank account and try to stack the paper And do whatever I gotta to get the pay cut Apologizing for the sh** I gotta pay for (schemin) Now let me tell Ya bout my life I never had to beg a n***a for the high life Like I'm Malcolm sippin Miller for the High Life Sippin on that Bud Light and Tequila that's what I like, Lord Know It won't take that long to get it when I spit it When Ya give yaself a minute to listen to what spittin This Lyrical composition is breaking the competition Don't you ever get it twisted, I'm k**in these simple b**hes Tell the world that it's to late Tell em that is gon be ok Gotta lot of questions today They ain't got the answers no sway (Hook) When you know, I remember when I lost it all before (n***a) From the ground zero, suicidal was a n***a plan fasho (n***a) And we hate popo, pull a trigger k** a n***a dead fasho (n***a) They wonder where do we go? Ya gotta pray to God cuz a n***a don't know "But we gon be alright" (Verse 2) What you want? You a house, you a dog 40 acres and a mule, a piano at the bar Anything see my name is Lucy I'm Ya dog "Naaaah Motherf**er, ian gotta have it all" I don't need the money, I don't need the fame I don't need a thang, I don't need you motherf**ers in my lane It's a shame only way to make a living is to sell my soul That's a no no Lucy that ain't how it Finna go "Ima pull up on Ya in a Maserati When you see me motherf**er better....STOP" I don't need to hear that sh**, all of its irrelevant If I gotta sell a bit to sell a bit I'm celibate, So you better Back off x5 My soul is not for sale, I can never be bought I rap to wrap a rhyme to present the cause And when I'm gon ima make a way to heaven and ball Hook Bridge I keep my hands up high As my knees nail down to the floor Loving Jesus ain't complicated But for some reason they scared to praise him