It’s Okay

It’s Okay lyrics

Okay, I always tell myself I’m gon’ give up but I don’t
Used to dream ‘bout 100 racks, now I got that in the trunk
Raised in Louisiana bayou, I was right by the swamp
Learned some lessons while at the bottom, I got it worth what I want It’s okay not to be okay sometimes x2 (Like yaa yaa)
It’s okay not to be okay sometimes x2 (Like yaa yaa)Tired of myself, lying to myself
Right now, need help finding myself, finding myself
Down on my last, I’m sending texts’ they ain’t gettin’ the message
They only love ya’ when ya’ flexin’ or you progressin’
Fucked so many hoes, man I got exes in Texas
Step on them loads I’m tryna’ stretch it & stretch it
Yeah fuckin’ right ima’ stack my racks tall as a kid this year
You won’t catch me lackin’ pop out with the sig this year. Who goin’ big this year?
She wanna ball, she just wanna ball, don’t it yeah
100 racks in all hundreds, call that small money, yeah
If I couldn’t talk no more baby girl, would you talk for me?
Or I had lost my legs, tell me would you walk for me?
Nah. nah, but that’s a different story she just want the glory
She want Birkin bags and trips to Bora-Bora
I asked for someone perfect then he sent me Korie
& I fucked her head up too, she ain’t comin’ back, she fed up too
(That’s why)I always tell myself I’m gon’ give up but I don’t
Used to dream ‘bout 100 racks, now I got that in the trunk
Raised in Louisiana bayou, I was right by the swamp
Learned some lessons while at the bottom, I got it worth what I want. (Uh-huh)It’s okay not to be okay sometimes x2 (Like yaa yaa)
It’s okay not to be okay sometimes x2 (Like yaa yaa)
Sometimes I get in my feelings & emotions
Sometimes I be down feeling broken
Sometimes I be thinking ‘bout the past, & I noticed that my pain runs deeper than the ocean
Rode bikes with niggas, got in fights with niggas
Ten years later, things changed, we don’t like them niggas
I wouldn’t put it in a song if I ain’t write my nigga
Still can’t believe my nigga gone, I ain’t write my nigga
Still, can’t believe my nigga gone
Still, talk to myself when I’m alone
At night I get cold sweats, I can’t even sleep inside my home
Put cameras up so I can see what these niggas on
I always tell myself I’m gon’ give up but I don’t
Used to dream ‘bout 100 racks, now I got that in the trunk
Raised in Louisiana bayou, I was right by the swamp
Learned some lessons while at the bottom, I got it worth what I want
It’s okay not to be okay sometimes x4