Hungry-412 - You'll be alright Lyrics

How you hating on ya bitch that's some dumb shit
She ain't say nothing when you fukked that one bitch
You a hoe u be tripping on some dumb shit
I thought I told you I
That I ain't the one bitch
You be tripping all day bout some shit.
Get money everyday don't get pinched
Get money everyday till it makes cents
Live life everyday to the fullest
Watch what you say in a convo
Fukk around and get hit with a combo
Ask ya shorty she know i got the long tho
U just mad cuz I hit her with the rondo
You get what you take
Or you get what was due
Its all up to you
You take what you get and do what you do
Whatever's best for you.
You living ya life , I'm living my life and that's times two
I'm in traffic looking ahead wit haters in the rear view
Now Nigga you crazy but you ain't stupid
So don't try to play me
I'm chasing this money
I'm lapping these niggas and I'm still wavy
I'm hot on the dice shoot the buck
They don't wanna fade me
Ya shorty said I hit her button
Had her going crazy
I'm living this life I'm living my life
I'm getting it right I'm getting my life
I'm getting up twice
I'm paying the price
I know this shit right
But I'll be alright
She be wanting that pipe and you don't be fukking her right
You pull on her hair and smack on her ass
And I'm going f*ck up her life

Going once going twice
F*ck nigga should of paid the price
Pay the cost to be the boss
Or get bossed pay wit ya life
Get lost until you get right
Outta mind until you out of sight
See the twelves take flight
Or catch a case , you'll be alright

Don't ask me what they selling
Don't tell me who be telling
Don't smell me. If you telling
I don't care what yaw yelling got misdemeanors and thanks to God.
I ain't no felon
My niggas ain't that blessed
That's why they'll blow off your melon
Don't tell me all who jailing
Don't tell me about who I failing
I'm trying to reach the top
On a wave I'm smooth sailing
Don't tell me what he did to you
Just tell me what you did to him
If you don't wanna throw it back bitch
Just invite your friend
I'm not bout to pretend
That you bestie ain't that bish
No capping all action
Yea bitch I been tried to hit

Let's get that get that lil ma let's get back to the dough
Let's flip that flip that get that
Like a nigga selling his soul
No time for chit chat chit chat we just trying to get to the dough
Yaw niggas play tit for tat
And throw a bitch fit just like a hoe
And I'm just trying to snatch her soul
Help her to reach her goals
When you lose trust
You lose control
I'm just trying to keep you in the fold