#LongLiveYoungReid Interlude (We’ll Be Alright)

[Hook/Intro]
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
Tell my mamas and my sisters, we'll be alright
TTJ I told the squad, we'll be alright

[Verse]
I just wanna get my moms out, in that nice crib
Ain't gotta worry 'bout the rent, and the way she live
Ain't gotta work hard 'cause everything been did
And I'mma do it on my own 'cause niggas greedy for that cred
Bro told me keep workin', so I'mma strive for greatness
Now I can see my real friends, and niggas that was fakin'
I know these niggas mad 'cause I be chasing dead faces, but why you gotta hate bitch? Just love my inspiration
And shit ain't really what it seems
They tell you chase your dream but I'm too busy chasin' cream
'Cause all I know is get this money and by any means
If it's necessary, 'cause nigga I ain't scared
And if you try to ride me, you gon' get buried
And all these niggas goofy, stay the next Tyler Perry
And that girl that you cuffin', that hoe ain't necessary
She suck me and my boy, had to pay my bro commissary
But I guess that's how it is
She don't got no job, and she got three kids
She on the last loan, she done got three bids
So she gotta do whatever just to make some quick bread
'Cause everybody need somethin'
But i'm just stuck on family needs, 'cause we need somethin'
And lil bro told me I'mma make millions
I wanna be famous but I really want the feelin'
So all these hoes can pour their hearts into they feelings, but they wasn't fucking with me when I had no ceilings
When I stayed up, late nights, smoking weed, all night
Me and bro since day one, that'll never change, put that on my life
Young niggas, we tote pipes, talking crazy, we'll take your life
And I been hood, I'll kill a nigga, never went to court, I got no strikes
TTJ, for L, sneak dissin', you'll get shells
Young niggas, they off a bean so if you seen somethin' please don't tell
'Cause we be on that fuck shit, and please don't act tough, 'cause toughness will get you buss'd quick
And everybody claiming they trappin' but they never saw a brick
Get used to that Reggie, all he ever smoke is souls mid
All he ever smoke is souls mid, I be smokin' loud, I'mma
Anti-sobernist
No sir, you can't take a puff of this
Layin' back, coutin' millions, I just wanna be rich

[Hook/Outro]
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
Tell my mom, I tell my squad, for all my niggas
TTJ, we go hard, yeah
Layin' back countin' millions nigga
TTJ the move