Aight - Intellectual

[Intro]

Hello? (check, check)

Hello? (Yo)

Hello? (Yo, listen)

Middle fingers in the air, I do not give a care

About you niggas talking down, aight

I know I'm 'sposed to cry and talk about suicide

But it's just me & the homies getting fried, aight

Bitch, I said what I said

So I left you on read

Don't be getting misled

Or you'll be dead, aight

I keep a fucking strap, no cap

I put the A-Town on the map

But they don't like the way I rap, aight

I can't lie, I can't lie

Put your middle fingers up and aim 'em at the sky

I know this year's been shitty but I ain't tryna cry

I'm not your fucking therapist my hands are simply tied

(Whoa-whoa, yeah)

Aight

Aight, aight, aight

How you doing, JAMESY?

I'm doing good, (Doing good)

Your Twitter fingers will not fucking last in the hood (In the hood)

I'm just simply being super ignorant as I should. (As I should)

I put your grandma in this fucking Backwood. (Huh)

Lost my grip on reality (Go)

Sippin' lean, that shit's bad for me (I would)

Know what's actually good for me (So I)

Put my dick in your bitch's spleen (Skrrt)

I push my problems aside, I put that shit in the lyrics

I heard your bitch wanna slide, I don't think you wanna hear it

I just pulled up to the party and all these bitches was white

I'm doing what I do best, I pretend it's all aight

Aight

Aight, aight, aight

Fuck it, I'm gon' be alright (yeah)

(Mumbling) am I alright?

I'm alright

Yeah