Alls my life I has to fight, nigga Alls my life I Hard times, like: God! Bad trips, like: Yeah! Nazareth, I'm fucked up Homie, you fucked up But if God got us, then we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Uh, and when I wake up I recognize you're looking at me for the pay cut But homicide be looking at you from the face down What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down? Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life Painkillers only put me in the twilight Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight Now tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows 20 of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me Reaping everything I sow, so my karma comin' heavy No preliminary hearings on my record I'm a motherfucking gangster in silence, for the record Tell the world I know it's too late Boys and girls, I think I gone cray Drown inside my vices all day Won't you, please, believe when I say? Wouldn't you know We been hurt, been down before Nigga, when our pride was low Lookin' at the world like: Where do we go? Nigga, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright What you want you: a house or a car? 40 acres and a mule? A piano, a guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog Motherfucker, you can live at the mall I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know it's illegal I don't think about it, I deposit every other zero Thinking of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the Regal Digging in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you Everyday my logic get another dollar just to keep you In the presence of your chico, ah! I don't talk about it, be about it, everyday I sequel If I got it then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach you Pet dog, pet dog, pet dog, my dog, that's all Pick back and chat, I trap the back for y'all I rap, I black on track so rest assured My rights, my wrongs, I write 'til I'm right with God Wouldn't you know We been hurt, been down before Nigga, when our pride was low Lookin' at the world like: Where do we go? Nigga, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright I keep my head up high I cross my heart and hope to die Lovin' me is complicated Too afraid, a lot of changes I'm alright, and you're a favorite Dark nights in my prayers
Alls my life I has to fight, nigga Alls my life I Hard times, like: God! Bad trips, like: Yeah! Nazareth, I'm fucked up Homie, you fucked up But if God got us, then we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Uh, and when I wake up I recognize you're looking at me for the pay cut But homicide be looking at you from the face down What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down? Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life Painkillers only put me in the twilight Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight Now tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows 20 of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me Reaping everything I sow, so my karma comin' heavy No preliminary hearings on my record I'm a motherfucking gangster in silence, for the record Tell the world I know it's too late Boys and girls, I think I gone cray Drown inside my vices all day Won't you, please, believe when I say? Wouldn't you know We been hurt, been down before Nigga, when our pride was low Lookin' at the world like: Where do we go? Nigga, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright What you want you: a house or a car? 40 acres and a mule? A piano, a guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog Motherfucker, you can live at the mall I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know it's illegal I don't think about it, I deposit every other zero Thinking of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the Regal Digging in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you Everyday my logic get another dollar just to keep you In the presence of your chico, ah! I don't talk about it, be about it, everyday I sequel If I got it then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach you Pet dog, pet dog, pet dog, my dog, that's all Pick back and chat, I trap the back for y'all I rap, I black on track so rest assured My rights, my wrongs, I write 'til I'm right with God Wouldn't you know We been hurt, been down before Nigga, when our pride was low Lookin' at the world like: Where do we go? Nigga, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright Nigga, we gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright I keep my head up high I cross my heart and hope to die Lovin' me is complicated Too afraid, a lot of changes I'm alright, and you're a favorite Dark nights in my prayers
• O beat original de “Alright” foi criado por Pharrell Williams e, seis meses depois, ele escreveu o hook “We gon’ be alright!”, que acabou se tornando o refrão icônico da faixa.
• O clipe, dirigido por Colin Tilley e The Little Homies, tem exatamente sete minutos, foi gravado em preto e branco em locais reais como Treasure Island, em São Francisco, e no topo de um poste de luz em Los Angeles, e culmina com Lamar sendo disparado por um policial antes de cair sorrindo.
• A música recebeu quatro indicações no 58º Grammy, ganhando nas categorias Best Rap Performance e Best Rap Song, além de uma indicação ao Video of the Year na MTV Video Music Awards, onde o vídeo também recebeu sete indicações e venceu Best Direction.
• “Alright” se tornou “o soundtrack unificador” do movimento Black Lives Matter, com protestos de jovens cantando o refrão, e foi mencionado por publicações como Rolling Stone, People e Complex como esse hino social.
• O trecho inicial da música reproduz uma citação de Alice Walker em “The Color Purple”: “Alls my life, I had to fight”, e a letra faz referência à personagem Lucy, cujas “provas” são descritas como “não há lucro grande o suficiente para alimentá‑la”.
• Em 2019, Pitchfork classificou “Alright” como a melhor música dos anos 2010, e o rapero a executou na cerimônia do Super‑Bowl LVI em 13 de fevereiro de 2022.
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