THE KIDS ALRIGHT Lyrics

Somehow

I always knew exactly how to love

But I never did learn when to fucking walk away

Think of me & you

Like the back of my hand

But when shit hit the fan

I never knew what to fucking say

Tell me-

Do you really love that nigga?

Or do you love

What he do for the house hold?

You beach girl, toes in the sand

You never did stick around when it got cold

Now it's talk to me, talk me

Baby you ain't talking to me

I got too much shit on my list

Obody copping for me

Tryna clear my momma debt

Have her never stressing

I just need that fader cover

With my partnas all us flexing

Cause they riding with that work

I'm praying kinny please protect them

Need the universe to have my back

Real quick, while I count my blessings

Need niggas just to calm down

Please play yo role

It's big allen

Bring respect

When you stepping through my door

Yo big homie that's my patna

You the nigga with some problems

Hit the casomigos once

Talking bout let's get it popping

Well I'm walking Roun'

Chest out, dick in my hand

While you surrounded by a tribe

Of bitch niggas turned to yes men

I used to think I'd die still hating my father

Now I hit the turnpike

Just to hang with my father

Ima die an angry man

Without a wife & a daughter

You turn that hate to faith & love

Life will tend to be less harder

I don't really ever know

If I'll devote to one god

But still pray at night & talk to kinlaw

That nigga shining down

He said we only doing big things

Switch it up like 45

We still coming home with 6 rings

You ain't ever seen this version of lil Allen befo'

I call my momma, say I love her

Please don't worry no moe'

They can't touch me

When yo baby ten toes to the floor

They rainbow chasing for a pot of gold

Just to find I'm control

The mental slip

I get the whip, & meditate in the mountains

Niggas die chasing youth tryna swim

In the fountain

When I die burry me where it be less crowded

By the tress in the garden

With the fresh sunflowers

I'm a fucking lover boy

& Niggas mad at it

Cause they ain't never loved themselves

Boy that shit mad tragic

They still talking from the shadows

& Just envy that I have it

When the gold right in front of them

They just can't grasp it

I grew up to be somebody

I don't even know

But that's because I finally

Fucking let go of the old Nigga

The past four years

Just been working on my flow

In the past three days

Prolly the best shit I wrote

Heaving training like I'm Phelps

Only coming for that gold

First time in long time

I've been living what I spoke

Teenage Allen, too proud

We awoke from the overdose

Feed em' what I'm cooking

Put these niggas in a comatose

Said the kids alright

Yeah the kids are alright

They love it when I talk to em'

Allen give em second hand high

Said the kids alright

Yeah the kids are alright

They love it when I talk to em'

Allen give em second hand high

The kids alright, The kids alright

The kids alright, The kids alright