yeah okay!

Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay

I hate it when my hands start shaking
And I hate it when the faces start changing
Yeah, the money come around and they start hating
And the cracks start to show, yeah it's breaking

Yeah, me and my bros speeding through the red lights
Bitch go 300, yeah that shit flies

Yeah, stay with my day ones
You couldn't do what we done
Yeah, lil' bitch you no one

Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay

But sometimes, the pressure gets to my chest
And I can't seem to get no rest
I could never fuck with the fake shit, yuh
Say it to my face lil' bitch, fuck that shit that's it



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Writer(s): Oskar öst
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