Master P I'm Alright Lyrics

[Intro]
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

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You only get one life my n____
And they steady throwin stones but I'm alright my n____
The same way they did Christ my n____
But I ain't mad at 'em, they hurtin and I'm alright my n____

[Master P]
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 n____ the Ghetto Bill Gates
I got n____z 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____es'll break you
From the streets to the pen, man these n____z'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

[Chorus]

[Master P]
n____z rattin for cream, rappers switchin up teams
I'm like Michael Jordan n____ I'm tryin to follow my dream
Real n____z 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 n____z made history, then the media hit me
I guess I ain't controversy enough like Game and 50
I'm from the streets my n____, pack that heat my n____
I'm a boss but suit and ties that ain't me my n____
I'm from the hood my n____, what's good my n____
Uptown, Callope, I'm a bull my n____
I'm on the block gettin paper n____ you can't hate me n____
My son worth seven figures you can't break me n____
I'm on the grind gettin cheddar and cheese
And I started in the ghetto back in New Orleans
I'm a hustler homey

[Chorus]