Damn Give it time man I'ma be alright It's f**ed up I'ma be alright At least I got my rydas, tho Yea There it goes Anotha casket dropped unda In the midst of the rain and thunda And I wonda About that watchin' this risk And why I didn't take that b**h Anotha funeral Third night this week Everybody and they mamma catchin' slugs in the street I know the reverend by name He's like Bullet It's your turn ta run ta Burger King Mamma told me I had three strikes in life When I was 18 I got a job at Mike's Car wash The place where the b**hes be Till I got mad and slapped Mike and his homie They called the pig Then they called my Pop's I pissed on the vacuum in the back of the shop It broke on out Now the cops is on my tail Cherry on the b**hes (?) If a n***a only fail (?) Chorus x2: I'ma Be (Alright) I'ma Be (Alright) I'ma Be (Alright) I'ma Be Alright, but (There it goes) I coulda been a doctor Maybe even a president Instead I slang dope In a crackhouse resident Raised in the strip By pimps and O G's Rock a girl with ADIDAS Till the age of 13 Till I caught by the pigs Slangin' bags and such Had every last dopehead Ridin' my nuts Felt like I was on top of the world What a head won't do for the bag of a white girl I had T.V's and VCR's Stereo systems and stolen cars More throwaways in the bottom of the river When I was hungry Crackheads brought me dinner I kept Trumph on my bankroll If I met a fine b**h I'd put her on the stroll Everything was straight till they raided my spot Now a n***a on the run and the fever gettin' hot Chorus x2 Where my one good last thing at Used ta flippin' money on hoes Now it's smack You should be a Ryda Heh, picture that Now where the f**'s my pipe For the crack No more hatchet rydas got my back Got me a penetrate in my black Cadillac (AHHH) There it goes Or it seems Until I woke up from my... Dreamin' of the money and the cars Ho's in the strip bars Now I'm all alone To buy a couple fallin' stars On the bottom of the barrel Lookin' for a hookup And when it's all done I watch everyone book up fast Spendin' all my money People hate my a** And now I'm really out of cash Keep your money and your friends tight Leave dem ho's Or you can wave it all bye n***a there it goes Chorus x4 Oh an one more thang I'ma be alright tho I got my rydas wit me