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i’ll be alright - dee play4keeps & doomsday lyrics

[chorus]
and if i gotta go back, don’t be sad, n*gga, get off your ass
i did some things as a child in the past
i would’ve been dead if the v1 crashed
like, let me take you way back
when i was lil’ dee with the hat
they used to say that i look like my dad
flyest kid on the block, word to bro, i was that

[verse 1]
i grew up playing checkers, not chess, mate
they used to call me [?]
chubby lil’ n*gga, 2018, i was sn*tching phones, ain’t care if the feds came
2019 came, r.i.p e with the dot, we was buyin’ beats just to meditate
bro died, i was feelin’ like featherweight
all these drugs in my system, my body shake
don’t be sad when i’m gone, took a long vacation
you wasn’t there, i was writin’ my cases
i didn’t wanna go on no run for nothin’ i did, i had to sit there and face it
time, i was patiently waitin’
the da, she on my d*ck ‘cause i’m famous
i don’t know nothin’, i don’t know who did what
all i know, i’m tryna make it
sometimes i really feel like my family just think i’m a failure
i know i grew up to somebody they ain’t want me to be, but i love y’all, i hope y’all understand me
i get the hard work, to bro, from my granny
i get the swag from my pop, don’t come near me
i get the love from my mom ‘cause i’m fancy
i get the mob from my cousin, he scary
like, it was me and him
i was only a teen, i was so traumatized, but we had to do it
it was me and him
i knew my life was in the flesh when i heard the car crash
it was me and him
smokin’ weed as a team, gr*grinchin’ for green, i was never them
you was in school tryna read, i was servin’ the fiends
[chorus]
and if i gotta go back, don’t be sad, n*gga, get off your ass
i did some things as a child in the past
i would’ve been dead if the v1 crashed
like, let me take you way back
when i was lil’ dee with the hat
they used to say that i look like my dad
flyest kid on the block, word to bro, i was that

[verse 2]
like, he was a young boy comin’ from harlem
outside, he ain’t want no problems
then the young boy grew up to be a problem
any issue, well boy, you gon’ solve it
kicked out of school, 8th grade for the noggins
and then he start spinnin’ the robins
his big bro died named caine, sh*t hit same, the hood felt it the hardest
now sh*t gettin’ real, we in that park every day
gang*gang, word to bro, we was mobbin’
if you wanted to be gang, you had to get in that handball court, square up and just guap it
d*mn, we was wildin’
money, fame, and the violence
now i’m older, i k!ll ‘em with kindness
and real n*ggas don’t talk, we stay silent
listen to the song, this is my juice and thoughts
my life is a movie, i give it my all, the main character holdin’ the torch
like, it was me and him
i was only a teen, i was so traumatized but we had to do it
it was me and him
i knew my life was in the flesh when i heard the car crash
it was me and him
smokin’ weed as a team, gr*grinchin’ for green, i was never them
you was in school tryna read, i was servin’ the fiends
[chorus]
and if i gotta go back, don’t be sad, n*gga, get off your ass
i did some things as a child in the past
i would’ve been dead if v1 crashed
let me take you way back
when i was lil’ dee with the hat
they used to say that i look like my dad
flyest kid on the block, word to bro, i was that

- dee play4keeps doomsday lyrics

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