I’m Alright - Master p

I'm Alright - Master p
I'm too strong to lose I mean
My hustlin skills keep me in the game
I've got too much paper to fall off
Man you can take all kind of shots at me
I'll bounce back
You only get one life my ni**a
And they steady throwin' stones but
I'm alright my ni**a
The same way they did Christ my ni**a
But I ain't mad at 'em they hurtin and
I'm alright my ni**a
You only get one life my ni**a
And they steady throwin stones but
I'm alright my ni**a
The same way they did Christ my ni**a
But I ain't mad at 'em they hurtin and
I'm alright my ni**a
See I'm a Hustla homey and you a customer homey
I ain't Cassidy or Jigga but you can't touch me homey
I get my money from the block ni**a
The Ghetto Bill Gates
I got niggaz on my team from the South to the Bay
I didn't change when
I made it I kept stackin my bacon
I'm on the block hustlin hard like
I'm black and Jamaican
First they love you then hate you
Man these b**ches'll break you
From the streets to the pen
Man these niggaz'll fade you
Man yo' mother could take you
Man yo' brother could hate you
I got cousins tryin to kill each other
Catchin the vapors
Disown ya mayne run up on ya mayne
Pops said what don't kill
You make you stronger mayne
You only get one life my ni**a
And they steady throwin stones
But I'm alright my ni**a
The same way they did Christ my ni**a
But I ain't mad at 'em they hurtin and
I'm alright my ni**a
You only get one life my ni**a
And they steady throwin stones but
I'm alright my ni**a
The same way they did Christ my ni**a
But I ain't mad at 'em they hurtin and
I'm alright my ni**a
Niggaz rattin for cream rappers switchin up teams
I'm like Michael Jordan ni**a
I'm tryin to follow my dream
Real niggaz gon' feel me
See these streets'll kill me
But I'm out here thuggin tryin' to
Feed these children
Turn my family against me
Man these cops'll flip me
Play my records if I die
Like radio miss me
Ghetto niggaz made history
Then the media hit me
I guess I ain't controversy enough like Game and 50
I'm from the streets my ni**a
Pack that heat my ni**a
I'm a boss but suit and ties
That ain't me my ni**a
I'm from the hood my ni**a
What's good my ni**a
Uptown Callope I'm a bull my ni**a
I'm on the block gettin paper ni**a
You can't hate me ni**a
My son worth seven figures
You can't break me ni**a
I'm on the grind gettin cheddar and cheese
And I started in the ghetto back in New Orleans
I'm a hustler homey
You only get one life my ni**a
And they steady throwin stones but
I'm alright my ni**a
The same way they did Christ my ni**a
But I ain't mad at 'em they hurtin and
I'm alright my ni**a
You only get one life my ni**a
And they steady throwin stones but
I'm alright my ni**a
The same way they did Christ my ni**a
But I ain't mad at 'em they hurtin and
I'm alright my ni**a