Be Okay

And you know that I never meant to hurt you
I never meant make you look like a fool
Or make you cry
So it's time
That tell you the truth
No more lies
This what's been on my mind
This what's been on my mind

I just been thinking bout money
(Money)

I just been thinking bout money
(Money)

I just been thinking bout money
(Money)

I just been thinking bout money
(Money)

I'm just tryna go and get the bucks
I'm just tryna go and get the bucks
I'm just tryna go and run it up
With my brother celebrating pour it up

Together baby we don't give a fuck
Any weather middle fingers up
I got these bitches tryna meet with us
But I I told em you won't ever catch me needing these sluts

I do what I do and that G
Oh-Kay
Look at the fit, I'm clean
Olay
You think you do it better than me
No way
I need a lil bitch who gon do what
I say

I'm Connor McGregor
Don't think no one better
I'm hot like a sweater
That's made outta leather
You niggas is made outta pleather
Faker than gta weather
I'm too far ahead of you to think
You's a competitor
Pussy and niggas neither one Im sweating bruh
Look at my pockets I need that shit heavy bruh
Now I got your bitch and she wet like a levy

I never forgot that shit that she said
When she said I wasn't getting enough Bread
Well bitch if that's the case when I'm up
You can't come sleep in my bed
I need a chick who can tote all my sticks
And love me when I'm down on my dick
I need my niggas to keep it a Hunnid
Tell me if ever move like a bitch

Never could snitch
I knew a nigga who did that dumb shit
Next thing you
Know he was found in a ditch
That's a lesson you should go tell ya kids
I was out hunting tryna find a lick
Thought I was stunting but I ain't have shit
How a broke nigga still fuck on ya bitch?
And you hating on me
You should know what it is

Man
This that gas
That that work
This that truth Ian popping no perks
While I writing my verse and I
Put in the hearse nigga Ian
Out here Fucking with these birds

He said he out here loving these bitches
Ian hating on boy
Nigga that's his life his choice

I just can't get with that nigga
I'm different my nigga
I need a different set of toys

I need that glock 9
Strapped by my side
Just in case they trying to come get me
I need the 45
On all my guys
Cause I made my family my security
She said she wan slide
I said that fine
Just don't be in here tryna kiss on
Unless you my wife
And get rich with me
Prime time
They watch me like I'm a TV

And is you gonna love me
Baby
Are you gonna love me
Is you gonna

Run it up
Run it up
(With me)

Run it up
Run it up

Run it up
Run it up

Pour it up
Drunk as fuck

Showing love
She wanna fuck

I'm showing up
You know wassup

Let her fuck
Wouldn't let her cuff

Think I hurt her feelings
Ion give a fuck

I Keep that burner
Yea you know it's tucked

I heard the beat and said
Turn it up

Fucked w the streets
But ain't fall in love

She peeped the team
And wanna follow us

JD Baity a shot caller yea
Curly headed problem solver huh
Bitch you know I never followed them
They follow trends and imma start em huh

I'm starting us like a starter up
Cause I'm harder bruh
I take it farther yea

I might even be ya father yea
I need that money
Cough it up
I always wanted to be a baller yea
So I made it happen on my momma yea
Never one to be in drama yea
Pistols pop and bodies dropping huh
Police tryna find who got em yea

Asking me I keep it silent yea
I know nothing and I'm fine w that
With my cousins where you find me at
And we be buzzing on the cognac
I had a bad bitch who would throw it back
Then she caught me cheating now she over that
Then she caught me cheating now she over that

That's okay
That's okay
Baby girl ain't tryna play them games
Now what they say
That I'm insane
Nigga lost a good bitch you so lame
I said wait
Don't play me
I'm the goat and I'll be okay
Heard what I said
Heard what I said
I'm the goat I'll be okay



Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Baity
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