Madsaint, Amir Rto - Aight lyrics

Pussy boy, Cry
Two shooters on your right
Three shooters on your left
5 homies want you dead
Pussy boy, smile
It's all gonna be alright
We gon' let you catch your breath
You gon learn step by step
Ain't no messing with my rep
Let it Rain with all the drip, ah

Call me king of the hood
Where the fuck is your man babe
I can see you wanna get laid
Even if you won't get paid
Babe, why won't you bring your friends here?
You know when I'm here it's gon'
Be the best day of year
I like the way you fuck me
Make my cock disappеar
Alcoholistic career, I know your deepest fear
Keeping the еnemy close
That's why I let you near
Im gonna keep it real
I'm whispering in your ear that

We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
Fuck up the hype
We are aiming for the Skies, man
Not gonna lie
We're gonna get it on sight, man
It's not a fight
When we're winning all the time, man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man

As my soul seperating from my body
I see something's reflect in back of my eyes
As the crack on my spine keep on extending
Watching the black out of sun
Makes my smile even wider
The screams of innocent and
Sinner go harder to
Tikle my ears as the heat is increasing
The life taking sight of the
Moment worth my life
It's going on and on and on till I die
(Till I die)

Aye, No book told my side story
If I was a super man I bet you'd
Come to show to see the Darkside
When I was a kid I was
Afraid of catching cold only
To see my youth wanting my
Neck to get the frostbite
I was told that "you will be what you
Dream for, you wish big, you get big"
A problem to be solved
Why the dreams of living worldwide has
Turned to toss and turning in
The worst side of the bed and
Searching for a cold side?
Pillow, ready for my brain to fight me
Then I sleep calm till the
Night hag strike me
I pulled up in the life lane
The cross of pain stopped me
I looked and see the car broke
Down when the light's green
I guess the life will go
The opposite of Spike Lee
Chilling in the plane I write my
Wrongs up in my light skin
But won't complain about it
See my life as a crime scene
Victim and Killer, Suicide on the Livestream
But it's a vision of what I feel, as I
Lack I make it up, this is the Paincore
What I can't explain
So I rather sit in bathroom and
Overthink till my leg sore
Cup is empty, eyes weeping
Better let the rain pour it
My baby tried to get the ring
She broke a nail for it
Acting not depressed for you is what
I took an L for
Every night and day Im living
On the same story
Overthinking as an easy way to
Make a rain storm

We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
Fuck up the hype
We are aiming for the Skies, man
Not gonna lie
We're gonna get it on sight, man
It's not a fight
When we're winning all the time, man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man
We gon' be aight
We gon' be alright man

Where this shit goes
Case close, fake news
Where this shit goes?
Got your bitch inside doing without clothes
You really gotta see what she shows
I know you wanna see what she expose
Where this shit goes
Broke a damn noes
Only god knows
Where this shit goes
Only god knows
Where this shit goes
Only god knows
Where this shit goes