Well Alright (feat. Smack) Video (MV)

I'm just grindin stackin paper
Pull up stuntin on you haters
Something slight nothing major
Well Alright
Give a f*ck how niggaz feel
Tell em get it how you live
I'm just tryin to feed my kids
Well Alright
Well Alright
Well Alright
I'm just tryin to feed my kids
Well Alright
Well Alright
Well Alright
Tell em get it how you live
Well Alright

Buck fifty get a nigga three and a half don't it
Bring 300 back, Now you Michael Vickin homie
In 2 days take 600 and get a half an onion
I'm on my way my nigga you can do the math on it
Schools out my kids home they need some play shoes
So I hit the block, Make it do what it do
Who is you don't know you so go thata way
The sun shining bright my nigga you tryna cloud my day
Teenth for Teenth the work tippin off my Richter scale
These niggaz hating get the chopper imma bring em he'll
Don't make since it's plenty money go and get you some
Talking gun play these bullets, it'll get you some
Clip a drum click clack you're done Man down ol' stupid bum
F*ckin wit who you f*ckin wit got ya momma sick missin a son
Get the gun load the clip and dump, face down leave a nigga slumped
I told you niggaz I ain't with the bullshit I got 3 sons my nigga
I'm just I'm just

I'm just grindin stackin paper
Pull up stuntin on you haters
Something slight nothing major
Well Alright
Give a f*ck how niggaz feel
Tell em get it how you live
I'm just tryin to feed my kids
Well Alright
Well Alright
Well Alright
I'm just tryin to feed my kids
Well Alright
Well Alright
Well Alright
Tell em get it how you live
Well Alright

Gotta dirty Glock that hold 30 cocked
Long dick let them bodies drop
1300 from around the block where them pistols pop early till after dark
What's Smackin nigga what the lick read
1300 and they all G's no colors claimed it's just a Smack thang
It ain't a Smack gang we the S.M.A.C.K. Team
Small Money Ain't Cool Kid bout that money like The Firm biz
Only one way in one way out ask them what that is it's Tha Manor bitch

I got em money I blow the money
Stranger's they don't know the money
I was hunching you played hide and seek
At show and tell I show the money
My young boys 13 for life
13 that's the going price
At 13 I was sellin white 10 dimes a night before they hit the lights
Gotta cool lick something sweet too come scoop me we gon creep through
Hop out on em go noodles and turn they block to Ragu
Clip extended beam on now I'm being fancy
Turn you into Yaki and I order up some pancit

Get the gun load the clip and dump, face down leave a nigga slumped
I told you niggaz I ain't with the bullshit I got 3 sons my nigga
I'm just I'm just

I'm just grindin stackin paper
Pull up stuntin on you haters
Something slight nothing major
Well Alright
Give a f*ck how niggaz feel
Tell em get it how you live
I'm just tryin to feed my kids
Well Alright
Well Alright
Well Alright
I'm just tryin to feed my kids
Well Alright
Well Alright
Well Alright
Tell em get it how you live
Well Alright