We Alright Though

First Verse (Boo):<br><br>I remember clear as yesterday, way back seventh grade<br>Caught me tryin` to turn my after-age<br>Mama beat me, wasn`t no yellin` "Put the belt away"<br>With nothin` else to say<br>Boy you punish the rest, but the weak<br>Even back then, it was hard to stay away, from the streets<br>Me, Trump, and Button, playin` B-Ball<br>When the street lights come on, I gots to see y`all<br>Now when I see y`all, all I see is vivid memories<br>On how it used to be, `fore you died or turned dope fiend<br>Stuck all alone in this cold World<br>Mom expectation was somethin` greater<br>Now picture me disappointin`, my old Girl<br>I`m tryin` to smile just to keep from cryin`<br>But as a child I knew our hopes and dreams was dyin`<br>One day at a time, it`s like the blind leadin` the blind<br>Even the preachers lyin`, so I blaze a dime to ease my mind<br>Can we shake the trials and tribulations? Even when the money`s slow?<br>Want you to know, that it`s gone be alright though, fa sho<br><br>Chorus (uncredited singer):<br><br>No more rainy days for me<br>I put that on my life<br>Who knows the troubles that I`ve seen?<br>Day<br>And Night<br><br>Second Verse (C-Loc):<br><br>Now Mama`s baby, Papa`s maybe, ain`t that shady?<br>Shit get crazy blowin` a dub sack, askin` where the love at<br>Now how you luv that?<br>Attended third grade as a baby dope fiend<br>At eighteen I`m flippin` birds baby, Big Daddy stay clean<br>Nothin` comes to a dreamer but a dream, get paid nigga<br>Lord knows all the troubles I`ve seen, day to day nigga<br>Savage style meanwhile heaven-sent<br>With malicious intent<br>Thugs knowin` they sell they souls to pay rent<br>But we alright though, even though we ain`t got no lights though<br>Incognito, with steel toys in hand, at the side-shows<br>You feelin` me? Unwillingly?<br>Drug to central booking, wouldn`t set me free<br>By killin` me<br>But now I`m back for lookin` deeds<br>Frequent flashes of alley dashes<br>To Miss Barbara Ann house<br>While me and my clique of thug niggas when the tags hop out<br>Born ass out, livin` life without a clue<br>In route, to an early grave with misconceptions of stayin` true<br>Ya heard me?<br><br>Chorus (2x)<br><br>Third Verse (C-Loc):<br><br>Hey Mama, it`s your baby boy, no need to feel shame<br>Just want you to know I love you, never meant to cause pain<br>See that`s one thing I love about you, you always maintain<br>Even though life did you a few tears, you just charge it to the game<br>Don`t worry Ma, I ain`t lose my life in vain<br>This for all the misuse, I see you go through, from workin` at food chains<br>Now correct me if I`m wrong, <br>Is it a sin to see your family move on to a better place<br>Cuz you`re tired of rainy days?<br>No! You can`t tell me that<br>I see frustration in your face, like you been to Hell and back<br>Comin` home from work late, the .38<br>The dirty way`s the only way to bounce back<br>We gone get what we deserve and for them fools it`s payback<br>All I ever had was good intentions<br>Oh did I mention? I left a lil` present behind the cabinet in the kitchen<br>Tell my lil` brother I love him<br>Stay strong and wipe your face<br>You know everything alright though, I`m in a better place, ya heard me?<br><br>Chorus (2x)