It's Okay Lyrics

They ain't never fuck with us but come around and play like gang

Lost Ty and truth be told that's just why I ain't the same

A killer in the city hide his pain all in his shade

Shawty from the city to the pain she put mascara on her face

His trail ain't looking good he wish he took the plea for that case

Her baby daddy left her she wish that he just nutted on her face

He feel like crashing out his partner tryna tell him it's okay

She feel like breaking down her momma tryna tell her it's okay

But it ain't

Look up in his face you see the pain

Look up in her face you see the shame

She working two jobs now just wanna make sure her lil boy straight

He posted on the block tryna get back for his brother name

It's ain't easy

She blame her baby father hollering why you leave me

He really miss his partner his death had turned him evil

Now he a demon scheming watching for them people

No money got her treeshing eating fucking for them zeroes

Her son crying in the other room crying while her face stuffed inside a pillow

Getting her back beat whipping her head just like willow

A year later she find out another baby on the way that shit crazy

She don't know who's it got her moving shaky

She giving birth doctors panicking complications

Okay

She died giving birth her momma hollering like no way no way

It ain't okay

They ain't never fuck with us but come around and play like gang

Lost Ty and truth be told that's just why I ain't the same

A killer in the city hide his pain all in his shade

Shawty from the city to the pain she put mascara on her face

His trail ain't looking good he wish he took the plea for that case

Her baby daddy left her she wish that he just nutted on her face

He feel like crashing out his partner tryna tell him it's okay

She feel like breaking down her momma tryna tell her it's okay

But it ain't

Wodie locked up he up state

Found out his brudda died caught one to the face

His mind start to race

He feel helpless cause he locked inside a cage

He thinking bout blowing brain

Okay, fast forward

On the flip

Wodie fresh out back in the trenches with a grip with a stick

Tryna get back for the hit

He tell his bro spin the car ready to take that risk

It is what is

In the trenches he a superstar

Blockbaby he hop in the car

Gloves on masked up intoxicated

His bro gave him the drop

They pull up to the spot

Ayo bro cut the lights

Keep that shit drive

But what he don't know it was his homie the whole time

He got out the car

Look over his shoulder and seen the flash bang from the 9ine