Alter Kay - The SarN III Lyrics

(Can somebody tell me)
(Can somebody tell me)
(Can somebody tell me)
(Can somebody tell me)
(Can somebody tell me)
(Can somebody tell me)
(Can somebody tell me)
Can somebody tell me it's alright
Can somebody tell me it's alright
I feel my knees getting weak, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
Can somebody tell me it's alright
Can somebody tell me it's alright
I feel my knees getting weak, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
Never gave a f*ck 'bout what they gon' say
Cause when it comes to this, it's work before play
Give life to more greats, I fight through all pain
My confidence doesn't come from gold chains
My pops told me, "toughen up on cold days"
My momma told me, "stay humble on hot days"
I'm wise enough to know when you The SarN comes shade
I know better days are coming motherf*cker, that's faith
You niggas straight capping just like the old days
You grind with no aim
To give your whole bread to thots with no brains
Who value money more than they bodies with no shame
For likes and more thangs
Rule number 1, don't fall in love with a vrawtsh'
Rule number 2, self love and go hard
Rule 3, don't you let them know wassup
If they don't know your dreams, they can never shoot 'em down
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
(Bounce, wha-wha-wha)
Show 'em what you got
Club go hard
Club go hard
No doubt, when I'm up it goes down
Can't slow down, we cut throat now
Work calling, man, I can't call now
Club go hard
Club go hard
No doubt, when I'm up it goes down
Can't slow down, we cut throat now
Work calling, man, I can't call now
When I was a little homie
Mom and daddy always told me,
"Don't ever think of losing hope kid"
And I been doing what they taught me
When I was a little homie
Mom and daddy always told me
"Don't ever think of losing hope kid"
And I been doing what they taught me
I'm a nightmare and a sweet dream
Get killed and get a hit, know when you pick me
Lyrically, I'm in the big league
See niggas fall like lightning
Pride and ego messing up the right thing
I goalkeep, succeed
When niggas get balls
They wanna strike me but succeed in failure, of course
See, you don't even have to like me
But when you acting like a laaitie
Nigga, you gon' make me pull out my switch
Plug walk, plug talk, The SarN boy
Better read between the lines, powered up, my tongue got
Niggas scared of me
They even praying for the death of me
Cause I'm birthing greatness endlessly
I'm going farther, raising up the bar, f*ck
Who wanna stop us, we firm nigga, tough luck
I had to toughen up to give you all a hard time
Tick-tock, tick-tock, I'll blow up and clock y'all, ha
Representing B/Town to the fullest
Representing B/Town to the fullest
Representing B/Town to the fullest
Watch me rise, time to shine, we truest
Representing B/Town to the fullest
Representing B/Town to the fullest
Representing B/Town to the fullest
Watch me rise, time to shine, we truest