Everything Is Okay

Do me Doobie

I'm tryna tell myself that everything is okay
And no one's here to wipe away my tears
Going through some shit that's hard to talk about
Fighting my reflection in the mirror

I give you my all but you don't even try
You give out all your love but still ain't satisfied
And what's the point in trust if you gon' tell me lies
I'm done, I've had enough and you know why

I'm not finna go there with you (And you know why)
I know that's what you want me to do (Oh why)
And I'm in love with everything that ain't no good for me (Oh why)
And you the reason I've been having the blues (And you know why)

I know you can hurt me a little more
'Cause to me it's so damn worth it to feel alone
I don't believe in being perfect I've never known
And I'ma need your help for certain 'cause I don't know

I've been looking for God
Like where is He (Yes sir)
I, shoot the thoughts out your mind
Killer instinct (Yes sir)
I, roll some weed get high
Just to feel it (Yes sir)
Why, can I not see a sign
Like where is it (Yes sir)

So why don't you give up on me
'Cause that's something that I'm used to seeing
I got people depending on me
And you wonder why I still ain't sleep
It ain't no such thing as righting your wrongs
Your hearts gone bleed, time to move on
That's on my soul I gave it my all
Know they gon' feel it ain't writing at all

I'm tryna tell myself that everything is okay
And no one's here to wipe away my tears
Going through some shit that's hard to talk about
Fighting my reflection in the mirror

I give you my all but you don't even try
You give out all your love but still ain't satisfied
And what's the point in trust if you gon' tell me lies
I'm done, I've had enough and you know why

I'm not finna go there with you (And you know why)
I know that's what you want me to do (Oh why)
And I'm in love with everything that ain't no good for me (Oh why)
And you the reason I've been having the blues (And you know why)

Doobie
Screws loose, head not in tact
Pool shoot, two 8 balls cost a rack
I fuck hoes, get money off of rap
Big dawg my unk like cousins dad
We ain't smoking no bunk, step brother's bed
I ain't want no butt, I just got the head
You ain't smoking on runts, you ain't got the bread
Life is a bitch, I'm between her legs

Swear to God you ain't fucking with me
And my chopper gon' sing (Aye aye)
I mixed the gas with the ex
Only time the tank on E (Aye aye)
I take the top off the whip
Then go top speed (Aye aye)
Swear to God you ain't writing like this
You ain't got no ink (Yea aye)

I'm tryna tell myself that everything is okay
And no one's here to wipe away my tears
Going through some shit that's hard to talk about
Fighting my reflection in the mirror