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letra de all right - luh monk

[verse 1]
back when you said you proud of me, didn’t know you would let go
i learned my sh-t growin’ on my own, no thanks to you, you was not involved
scared to call you dad, now that’s that sh-t i could never let go
workin’ on my grind, i’ll continue to do it on my own
treat a woman better than you could, give her chanel and mula
probably didn’t know i make music, never asked, and i’m all grown
and i’m makin’ more than you could ever dream, b-tch, i’m in my zone
used to dream you’d show up, now i dream of sellin’ out shows

[pre-chorus]
we ain’t even hit prime, monk, give it time, then you’ll know (uh-uh, ohhhh)
b-tch, i’ll be cemented in they brains, they’ll all love my tone (uh-uh, ohhhne)
and i gladly blocked your number, you ain’t on my phone (uh-uh, ohhhne)

[verse 2]
i’m the only one who knows how to do it right
smoke a blunt or two to calm my nights
hop on this next plane, oh, the next flight
cameras on flash, all i see is the light
all right, all night, you couldn’t even do it like me
all types, all pipes, godd-mn, i love my weed
lost sight, she bite, oh godd-mn, she all that i need
i’m high like a kite, b-tch, oh, i cannot see

[bridge]
and i like talkin’ all this sh-t — you upset, you upset, you upset
we go chop his head like the mets, like the mets — oh, he like the mets
and i double more than your net, oh, than your net — oh-oh, than your net (ah, ah)
one wrong move, fill him with lead, fill him with lead — oh, we fill him with lead (ahh)
[verse 3]
i’m too locked in for real, he just beg for—for the check, ho
tryna flex that lil’ old chain, i double that — oh yeah, with my rep
hit the booth, hit the blunt, then i’m back in — yeah, i’m back in effect
and if i lost it all today, b-tch, i can run it back all again

[verse 4 / refrain – repeat of verse 1]
back when you said you proud of me, didn’t know you would let go
i learned my sh-t growin’ on my own, no thanks to you, you was not involved
scared to call you dad, now that’s that sh-t i could never let go
workin’ on my grind, i’ll continue to do it on my own
treat a woman better than you could, give her chanel and mula
probably didn’t know i make music, never asked, and i’m all grown
and i’m makin’ more than you could ever dream, b-tch, i’m in my zone
used to dream you’d show up, now i dream of sellin’ out shows

[pre-chorus – repeat]
we ain’t even hit prime, monk, give it time, then you’ll know (uh-uh, ohhhh

- luh monk

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