BodyGaard - OKOK lyrics
[BodyGaard - OKOK lyrics]
4am i miss you angel pOOR CONNECTION
Take a walk, clear your mind
You’ve made a lot of bad decisions
I’m at fault, most of the time
You take the fall for my provisions
On the fence about a lot of things
But, I still wanna sit with you
I’m raking in the revenue
I hope that I can share with you
All my friends say I’m a
Headache to be around
I’m kinda stressing out
I can’t dictate, he say, she say
I’m finding out I shouldn’t make a sound
Here’s a warning, if you fuck with gang
Just know to tread with caution
Keep my circle tight
Don’t talk to strangers very often
They told me burn in hell
6 feet deep is where I'm rotting
And imma take them with me
Keep a glocky in my Robin's
I'm mobbin', I’m copping louis on my wallet
Rising from the dead again
I step out of my coffin
Know you’re keeping up to date with me
I see you stalking cut you off again
You never know when you should drop it
Get used to me looking like I wanna leave
But, I swear I’m having fun, I’m OK (Ok)
I know what you need, I know what you want
Get the things that you desire
Please don’t make this very hard
I just drank until the sun arose
I'm passed out in the lawn
Need to get my shit together
Feel my past has come to haunt me
Please don’t want me
You hate that you saw me
The coffee and pills help my body
They copy my fit like they are me
Suit up with the boys like the army
I ain’t a pro, I really do this as a hobby
I'm tryna get up to the suite
I’m in the lobby
My life a cycle spinning round like
I rode off in the sunset, no Kemosabe
Take a walk, clear your mind
You’ve made a lot of bad decisions
I’m at fault, most of the time
You take the fall for my provisions
On the fence about a lot of things
But, I still wanna sit with you
I’m raking in the revenue
I hope that I can share with you
All my friends say I’m a
Headache to be around
I’m kinda stressing out
I can’t dictate, he say, she say
I’m finding out I shouldn’t make a sound
Here’s a warning, if you fuck with gang
Just know to tread with caution
Keep my circle tight
Don’t talk to strangers very often
They told me burn in hell
6 feet deep is where I'm rotting
And imma take them with me
Keep a glocky in my Robin's
I'm mobbin', I’m copping louis on my wallet
Rising from the dead again
I step out of my coffin
Know you’re keeping up to date with me
I see you stalking cut you off again
You never know when you should drop it
Get used to me looking like I wanna leave
But, I swear I’m having fun, I’m OK (Ok)
I know what you need, I know what you want
Get the things that you desire
Please don’t make this very hard
I just drank until the sun arose
I'm passed out in the lawn
Need to get my shit together
Feel my past has come to haunt me
Please don’t want me
You hate that you saw me
The coffee and pills help my body
They copy my fit like they are me
Suit up with the boys like the army
I ain’t a pro, I really do this as a hobby
I'm tryna get up to the suite
I’m in the lobby
My life a cycle spinning round like
I rode off in the sunset, no Kemosabe