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letra de alright - mista cain

[post: mista cain]
(oh, i’m alright
i’m al…right)

[chorus: mista cain]
when times got hard, i had to learn how to smile
when ain’t n-body around
needed somebody to tell me
(it’s alright)
trynna stay focused, but this sh-t from my struggle
don’t tell n-body my problems
don’t think that they’ll keep it silent
(it’s alright)
when it got tense, i’ve been
away from people
don’t put my trust in you n-gg-s
don’t need no gang
independent
(i’m alright)

[post: mista cain]
(oh, i’m alright
oh, i’m al…right)

[verse 1: mista cain]
i spill my heart out on a gram
with n-body around
to tell me it’s all life
all black, all night
can’t get caught slippin’, so i run the red lights, yeah
ri-ridin’, strap in the coupé
hunnit’ shots in the coopé
hunnit’ sales on my boots
(i flash out like bishop on juice)
my older cousin was a drug lord, i wanted to be in his shoes (forreal)
there’s a lot of sh-t that he didn’t teach, now i over-filled his shoes (i swear)
murder case, now i’m on the news
they say i over-k!lled some dude
(d-mn)
same time i was f-cking girl, she still don’t believe she a troop (yeah)
i ain’t never had much, but i made best of what i had to use (yeah)
it ain’t about what you thinking though, it’s about what you can prove (facts)
too deep, i can’t lose (i can’t lose)
no sleep, i can’t snooze (snooze)
yeah, and if you coming short, i can’t move
i smoke loud and sip henny all night (all night)
it broke my heart, the judge gave my dawg life
(alright)

[post: mista cain]
(oh, i’m alright
oh, i’m al…right)

[verse ll: mista cain]
they say yo enemy is closer than you think
posted on mine, post ’em in the paint, yeah
(in the paint, yeah)
don’t ever let n-body tell you what you can’t
(yeah)
i got my own opinion (yeah)
i don’t care bout what they think (yeah)
rock nation with emerald
hottest flow on henny
(people say)
i ain’t get the deal though, but i still learned about the business
dealing, b-tch the f-ck outta my business
knew that’d she talk to much when i was h-tting it
couple of cases they part of my history
couple of problems, but most of ’em history, yeah
(yeah!)
tr-tr-tr-trappin’ all night (all night)
‘fore i hit the crib, yeah i’m making all rights (gotta be careful)
flyest n-gg-, i be dressing all types
(aye, cain!)
i might hit the stage, everything all white
(it’s alright)

[post: mista cain]
(oh, i’m alright
oh, i’m al…right)

[outro: mists cain]
it’s alright
it’s alright

- mista cain

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