[Intro] Get it Aye, this that fire shit That spitting through that wire shit That king, call me sire shit Yeah, yeah It’s gonna be some rough times It’s gonna be some love times Gonna be some hate times Never will you take mine
[Verse 1] I seen it all but the birth for my seeds Too much purple man it hurt when I breathe I’m tryna surf through the sea Can’t swim but I roll through the deep You know, Twelvyy wrote the code to the streets I do this shit for the G's I’m in the [?] pouring hennys for Steve Lighting Ls for Steve, it’s hard to tell When your [?] leave I’m in the passenger, talking to my bitch by the massacre Kill the game, then we move to Africa There’s 47 shoots from my Brooklyn confidant All my hitters nonchalant, quick to change your ambiance I’m from Castle, hail savage with the battle tales Average with the baddest [?] status make you made as hell I'm a dragon with passion of a Samuel, Jackson with the strap And yeah, I'm packin' if you couldn't tell Catch you lackin' 'bout that action if you couldn't tell Wish you well, now a nigga blacker [?]
[Hook] I said, it's gonna be some rough times But I'll be alright Got this bottle full of sunshine To warm me through the night I'll be alright, be Yes I will, I'll be alright I'll be alright
[Verse 2] Born from the trenches, hotter than these bomb shells Coated arm, Larry Hench and Bond and with these living tissues Not doing well, knee deep in the situation Needed so they [?] very well Preaching that this park side, nigga made me believe to something to eat Peter Pan always dishing out flavors for all the streets Always respecting the elder, but never give up the seat And life is but a tightrope, will remain full of petite Balancing with desferal, call that Ying Yang Twin And get chemically imbalanced when the kid starts spitting That's the full bitten, when the price is right, we sell a dream We was born on the rocks star, intoxicated [?] Off the scene, wasted all the time tryna find our life Thought the scenes of Robin life Tryna find drug abused knees, something to lean on So nigga, I'm just gon' keep on Pushing like the birth of newborns While others miss-carry the message that a nigga grew on Thought they woke up, nigga, false alarm, we snoozed on The grass is greener on the other side Lord of the Flies end of the innocence I call smell in the air, PH proof on This for STEEZ, this for STEEZ Don't forget Junior B, nigga
[Hook] I said, it's gonna be some rough times But I'll be alright Got this bottle full of sunshine To warm me through the night I'll be alright, be Yes I will, I'll be alright I'll be alright