Alright Young Mugz

(Verse 1)
These dudes ain't your Bros
Money brings out they true colors turns friends to foes, nigga
Member we was by that Sto
Talking bout how we gon get this dough, nigga
I split the cake with dudes who was fake
Now it's pesticide for the snakes, nigga
I look up to the sky saying only lord knows
That

(hook)
We gon be alright,nigga, we gon be alright
Nigha, we gon be alright, nigga we gon be alright
Do you hear me? do you feel me? we gon be alright
Nigga, we gon be alright, huh? we gon be alright
Nigga, we gon be alright
Nigga, we gon be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? we gon be alright

(verse)
I was probably 4 with a snot nose when I seen my first pole
Grandma beating eggs in the bowl
Stick and move on your bitxh then I gotta g
Shy bitch from Chi, so she trained to blow
Spanish mami out of Harlem, and she move the Coke
I hit lick, that was a quick fix cause my pockets was broke
Lord knows
Numb to the pain like the aftermath of a stroke
Me verse you, do the math, that's a fucking a joke
No I don't wanna smoke
No I don't wanna chill
No I don't laugh with you niggas
I'm tryna get my pockets on swole
I need a mill and meal
I'm tryna get fat on you niggas
Once start ain't no turning back on you niggas
They say goddamn Mugz you turned your back on a nigga
Give me another track so I could black on it nigga