Freeway, Allen Anthony - Alright lyrics

State Property, Roc-a-fella Records
This that feeling music you know
We make that music you can feel! Early!
(Just Blaze)

I went from the ghetto to the
Ghetto and I'm back again
And we doing it back and forth
Roll with a gang of thugs
My burner my hood passport fresh from
The airport I'm back again
And I clap your men I'm from a
Block where niggas might blast your pops
No chance ambulance can't save your
Kin smoke reefer burn reefer
Chill in my spot instead of making
Salaat drink liters of gin
I'm drunk again I'm high again I
Just might fly a kite
To my niggas up state knocked off in the pen
They booked in a jail I'm booking a flight
It's fucked up last year we
Was all on the block
This can't be life this can't be love
They roll with a whack I roll with a snub
We all in a fight

Alright (woo) baby don't you cry (ugh)
Alright (tell em) everything's gon be alright
Alright (woo) I know we can make it through this
Alright (tell em) don't let go hold on tight (ugh)
Alright, Alright, Alright

Baby don't you cry
Every thing gon be alright all night
Free is on his job let the music play
And I ain't come to hurt nobody tonight
But, if a dude get out of
Line put him back in tech
Must be out his mind let the ruger spray
Clap until we alright all out of dodge
(alright)
That's right crush the club tonight with
A watch on the Robb Report (sweet)
Check on the war report check
On the stores we bought (yeah)
Check on the kids and shit
Hope everything's alright all night cause all
Day pop in the mix
I might pop rock stars pop up on your strip
Free pop out hit's get paid for
My thoughts and that's alright
And my label the shit

Alright (And you hating the click)
Baby don't you cry (woo)
Alright (tell em) everything's gon be alright
Alright (woo) I know we can make it through this (tell em)
Alright (geah) don't let go hold on tight
Alright (woo) Alright (geah) Alright

I came from the hood and I'm
Bringing the hood with me
(And don't you worry about a thing)
It ain't a thing I'm bringing
Them things with me scrap
And I take em around the
Globe travel around the globe
Been to Paris and back again
Free fall back get stacks with a pen
Still move like a king
Pen clapping you forward
I went from gat in the tux
Snatching your gold to platinum and
Gold plaques on the tuck
Same shit different line up work
Gat and a tech
I might get with Mac and act up in a Bent
We came a long way from a pack and tech
(We got to reach for something better) geah

Alright (woo) everything's gon be alright for you and me (geah)

All my homeboys out there grinding (Tell em)
(woo) hey this world's a crazy place (geah)
Oh (geah) Wipe teardrops from your (yes) face

Everything's gonna be alright
Young Free, Allen Anthony
The Roc is definitely in the building
Woo, geah
Geah woop woop geah clap clap clap
Clap clap woo woo woo