And it's alright, alright The woman I love laying in my bed I've got shoes under my feet Forever in her eyes staring back at me And it's alright by me And I've got all I need Cause I've got a roof over my head Alright, alright Yeah it's alright, alright

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick

Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Too many women with too many pills 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill All you women who want a

Shall I tell you about my life They say I'm a man of the world I've flown across every tide And I've seen lots of pretty girls I guess I've got everything I need I would't ask for more And there's no one I'd rather be But I just wish that I'd never been

These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it

Yes, I'm on my way They won't take me They won't break me I've got dreams I'm livin' for I'll break away He's just a young boy out of school Livin' his world like he wants to They're makin' laws, but they don't understand Turns a boy in to a fightin' man

This is a fine romance A fine romance, my friend this is I haven't got a chance Two old fogeys, who need crutches True love should have the thrills that a healthy crime has You never give the orchids I sent a glance A fine romance, with no kisses We

Dope man got extendo Livin' room, three dracos Sellin' gas like Citgo Got a ho spot on the sixth floor I don't ever stay, just give and go Hope my girl don't ever know These niggas 12, you'd never known They got paperwork they'll never show Sippin'

Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes) I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too) You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God) I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up) Yes, she got a Range Rover and

Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people When the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him 'round Well, I was born in Mississippi And I don't take any stuff from you I've got my pistols in my pockets boys I'm Alabama bound I've got my pistols