It's Alright

[Hook] Anyway, forget it nigga It's Alright If you're standing on the corner hustle all night Everybody trying to get it till we all tight Anyway, forget it girl It's Alright If you're standing on the corner hustle all night Everybody trying to get it till we all tight [Verse 1] All I try to do is stack dough Anywhere that I can get it man, y'all don't know I've been in this since the beginning man, check my flow And my words gonna bring drama, boy, it's gonna show I'm serious Just like Steady B Hoping I don't get caught for robbery It's a motherfucking jungle out here all day Shots rang out in the place I stay And that's my word Trying to stack, cop a bird Being the motherfucking nigga is the word I heard I'm on the curve Feet up, blowing the herb Do Not Disturb We moved out, weighted the birds (Hey) You don't see no welcome mat Niggas like bitches might turn to wraps Play Crip niggas might change the stacks Never mind the mic status, I'm still strapped with gats G-yeah! [Hook] [Verse 2] Anybody get it, boy that means you Nightmare of Compton is all true Another nigga dead so what you gonna do? A small fraction of what we go through There's murder in the town, trying to put in work Then watch out, cause jealous fools might go berserk He see, she see, they scheme a plot Of being a beer memory, what? Eiht gets shot Not! Imma shoot for the dough And keep squeezing the trigger till my finger's sore You'll be another victim who fucked with colors he wore You'll be the first dead nigga on my reality show Gangsta with no calls And I could run through the clips with no faults And sometimes that means life behind bars Finally dumb lady young hero's stars You get it? [Hook] [Verse 3] Street Life got me oh so hooked Get what I split or get your shit took Don't look, Imma say fuck the math And let me finish my task, no questions asked Niggas still struggling, niggas get mine At any given time, so I keeps the nine One time, with the flashlight, trying to shine Loaded, motherfucker's way out of line I'm a borderline psycho, I ain't like no Other motherfucker with an AK Rifle The bitches say "You so trifling Eiht! But I still want you to fuck me, and I can't wait." Late Night, the domestic fight The neighbors call the cops and I take flight You nosy motherfuckers know that ain't right Hope I cross your path, get it down on sight G-yeah! [Hook]