These are crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy nights People try to take my soul away, but I don't hear the rap that they all say They try to tell us we don't belong, that's alright, we're millions strong This is my music, it makes me proud, these are my people

Well, I know I should be moving on But I feel like I'm already gone Now if somebody'd hold me, save me from This broken record that's playing in my heart You know it's alright, I'm praying for the sunshine To get me through the hard times, to get me

Come and get it if you really need it Come and get it if you really want it But that’s just alright, alright My feelings I don’t hide them, hide them, hide them Your feelings you shouldn’t hide them, hide them, hide them I have been crazy I have been

But pussy and Patron make you feel alright Pussy and Patron make you feel alright Pussy and Patron, that's some great advice I'm going through something with life I'm going through something in life I said, oh, what up ho? Oh, what up? All I need in this

Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells

'Cause country ain't never been pretty Country ain't never been pretty, and that's alright You might not get it at first, but you'll come around And see, your legs look great with both feet on the ground, aw right Please stop me if you get it already

And my soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright That's alright, that's alright My soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright Some say Peter , some say Paul But one God made us all That's alright, that's alright... You can rebuke me, throw

I love the way you lie Just gonna stand there and watch me burn But that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry But that's alright, because I love the way you lie I can't tell you what it really is I can only

Alright, Gambino is a mastermind, fuck a bitch to pass the time Mass appeal, orange rind, smoke your green, I'm spendin' mine The beat is witches brew, but beware this shit is potent E.E. Cummin' on her face, now that's poetry in motion Yeah, Gambino

If that's alright And that's alright You don't know anybody that could be so bad But if you did you'd be wonderin' where I'm at I'll bet that Well I'll be home when tomorrow morning Well that's alright Two thousand miles were still That's alright