It's Okay
On my birthday, you lied to me
Couldn't keep it in, so you cried on me
Lord save me cause I'm bout to catch a body
I was tryna work hard so you'd be proud of me
But let's focus on my party
I had you lookin' at me I could've sworn we were about to get down
Hypin' you up, buildin' you up
At the same time, you kept breakin' down
My intuition's tellin' me that you're meetin' someone else
So I fucked you to remind you shouldn't be fuckin' someone else
Cause you lied to me, told me you would die for me
I can't trust my passenger side when you ride with me
I keep seeing you goin' back and forth, up at North
Bitch, where you goin'
How come every time I call your phone, bitch, you hit ignore
Cause you lied, you lied
Ignore, what for, I'm the nigga you waitin' for
Nigga, that you, wait, for, yeah
Good kinda crazy, that's what you be
Good kinda crazy, you used to be
It's like I don't know you, you don't know me
Who the fuck is you
Only fuck with you cause there was nothin' else to do
Who the fuck is them?
Draiton, Terrance, Sammy, Tim
I ain't really trippin' I got Sarah, Ashley, Kim
Diamond and Cherelle
I had Tisha, Kenesha, Alicia
And I let em' play with me, every single type of way
Yeah, I don't care what you say, bitch, I'm doin' me
You don't have to call tonight, I'll be alright I got two freaks
And they freaky, freaky
Thanks for watching
Couldn't keep it in, so you cried on me
Lord save me cause I'm bout to catch a body
I was tryna work hard so you'd be proud of me
But let's focus on my party
I had you lookin' at me I could've sworn we were about to get down
Hypin' you up, buildin' you up
At the same time, you kept breakin' down
My intuition's tellin' me that you're meetin' someone else
So I fucked you to remind you shouldn't be fuckin' someone else
Cause you lied to me, told me you would die for me
I can't trust my passenger side when you ride with me
I keep seeing you goin' back and forth, up at North
Bitch, where you goin'
How come every time I call your phone, bitch, you hit ignore
Cause you lied, you lied
Ignore, what for, I'm the nigga you waitin' for
Nigga, that you, wait, for, yeah
Good kinda crazy, that's what you be
Good kinda crazy, you used to be
It's like I don't know you, you don't know me
Who the fuck is you
Only fuck with you cause there was nothin' else to do
Who the fuck is them?
Draiton, Terrance, Sammy, Tim
I ain't really trippin' I got Sarah, Ashley, Kim
Diamond and Cherelle
I had Tisha, Kenesha, Alicia
And I let em' play with me, every single type of way
Yeah, I don't care what you say, bitch, I'm doin' me
You don't have to call tonight, I'll be alright I got two freaks
And they freaky, freaky
Thanks for watching
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Writer(s): Marquies Kendrick
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