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ALRIGHT
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Alternative Rap
ALRIGHT was released on September 27, 2024 by homegrown as a part of the album UNCANNY (feat. Madhi, Khayden, ItzThaKidd & Will the First)
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Release DateSeptember 27, 2024
Labelhomegrown
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SYNC.EXE
SYNC.EXE
Performer
Madhi
Madhi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Price
David Price
Composer

Lyrics

This one's for you (This one's for you)
Who made it through (Made it through)
Had to hustle, motivate just to show and prove
Parents hustling for they babies, going back to school
Rough times is what made me, I remained smooth
And came through a lot, don't let the changes in my pops
Who play the game and ain't gon' stop or waste
The taste from splicing, you can't see yourself up at the top
Devoted to a mission of executing my vision
And if you ain't with it, then I'll categorize you as opposition
Never let no burden stay up on your soul (For sure)
Your destiny is all in your control (That's right)
If there ain't no checking, boy, don't call my phone (No, sir)
'Cause I found my value moving through them lows
We 'bout to blow the whole top off this thing
Been working night and day to calculate my breakthrough
They gon' love and hate you, best go love yourself
The struggle always gon' prevail
'Cause it's been too many times
That I had to get by
But the future seems bright
'Cause I know I'm alright
We're singing, "Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh"
Singing, "Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh"
I'ma tell you what I do, no Sade, but I keep it mellow
Always chin up and stand tall like you in stilettos
Mileage keep my tread low and settle for nothing less
Stay on the move like Jello, my motion remains immense
While you hoping to make amends and make ends meet down to the sin
Keep on camping my flow, I guarantee my rhymes staying intense
We hypothesizing my rise every day, I'm put to the test
Selectively checking MC's to survive off the guessing check
Hustle up 'cause they can't slow me down
Now I'm up next to the ones that held me down
Faking homies 'cause they think they know me now
They ain't know me back in P-Town grandma house
They say, "You stupid, man, you stupid, mind going dumb"
Blame me on the repeat, that's how I make my funds
Stocked up with the heat, that's how I light the road
On my Hill House, I feel like California's gold
On top like a Tilden, man, that boy is over O's
And N's, on go, soon as I know, I push envelopes
I don't know 'bout no UPS, but this next'll be at your door
Less is more, sometimes more is less, we be spinning like organ lesses
You know me, I'm smacking right off the bat like my name's Ginobili
Do it big like I'm Broly, been beating the same prince
What they say in prints, that be finer than Neil Long off his prince
Take caution, your options for labeled nonsense is getting slim
It's been too many times that I had to give back
But the future seems bright 'cause I know I'm alright
We're singing, "Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh"
Singing, "Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh"
This is what happens when
Mod and synth get connected
Can't disrespect it
We out here collecting like a military pension
Written by: David Price
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