Lil Baby, Lil Durk - Okay lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Lil Baby, Lil Durk - Okay lyrics]

(Danny) why the fuck they put my
Business on the blogs?
Sisters know they never gotta get a job
Brodie said he rather spin shit and rob
Damn dawg, he ain't playing dawg
That's your plan dawg?
This your man dawg, fuck both of them
I want 'em all gone

Shit been get shaky
I'm staying where I'm safe at
Couple spots, I don't know where I stay at
Why would you play and you
Know we don't play that?
Flipping words when you know I ain't say that
I been good, so I'm guessing it's pay back
Smoking woods in the back of the Maybach
I'm the hero, so they gotta face that
Hit Dior, where the fuck is my cape at?
I'm on a other one, bought another car
Then another one
Bank account likе I just won a settlement
Sippin Wock', I'm addictеd to medicine
Pockets on elephant, large
I get two pretty women to come kick
It with me at the penthouse
We'll have a ménage
I'll go in any nigga city
Bunch of killers with
Me everybody got a rod
Swear I'll nod off 'fore I fall
Off, this that drank talk, oh yeah
Fifteen foreign cars when I pop out
I run ATL
When I get older, I might have back problems
These Cuban links big as hell
I done fucked M's up with these lawyers
Tryna get my niggas outta jail
Five hundred racks for a bond
Do whatever for brodie
We came up from cars that was stolen
Before it drop, I'ma have it
On top of this fashion
I'm staying in touch with the owners
You stab me right in my back when
You could've just asked me what happened
When you be disloyal
We sharing all of this shit, from the
Money, to cars, to the hoes
It don't matter the order
One of my niggas got out and another went in
Swear I'm getting sick and
Tired of that order
I see you drowning, I'm coming to
Help you, I'm risking it all
I'ma die in that water
I'm rich as fuck, I can do what I wanna
Came over sober, she left here a stoner
She know she fell asleep inside the condo
But I fuck her like I'm
Fresh up off the corner

I can't change, I'm stuck in my ways
Poppin' half a half, I'm up for a day
Oh you getting money now? Okay
Tell him don't play with you, okay
I'm proud of you
You supposed to be proud of me too
I do everything that I can do
Make it happen, don't make an excuse
I sure improved
I'm the one and not the two, yeah
Lot of money on you now, yeah
Shit together, gotta count, yeah
Glad you took a different route, yeah
Tryna buy your folks a house, yeah
Glad you really made it out, yeah
You can't sit and wait around, yeah
Gotta get up and get out, yeah
You gotta get this shit now, yeah

I got a Cullinan 'cause I just wanted one
I run up a check and look
Out for my brother son i asked DeDe Trig and
That nigga was stuttering
I knew him for years and
He don't know my government
You can't come around if you
Keep on recording me
I'm trappin', you trappin'
That shit be a tournament
Voice of the trenches, nah
I couldn't be a journalist
I pour up a cup with the niggas who murder
But I ain't gon' hold you
Nigga had told what I told
Niggas be using emotions, saying I'm bogus
I was just down on my
Back, I couldn't send cash, i wrote you
My brother did ten, got out of jail, I'm glow
I take care of my block, I'm 'posed to
I'm done fucking hoes who local
Pop me a ten, I ain't feel it
I gotta go boot up another dose
Ask, can I leave them streets alone?
Bro went to jail, and I got him a phone
Just 'cause he think 'cause
He lost his motion
My brother think he ain't coming home
Fentanyl and felonies getting you gone
I switch on a nickel, I feel like a stone
The niggas who died, I never respond
I'm slapping the bitches who
Don't listen to Von

I can't change, I'm stuck in my ways
Poppin' half a half, I'm up for a day
Oh you getting money now? Okay
Tell him don't play with you, okay
I'm proud of you
You supposed to be proud of me too
I do everything that I can do
Make it happen, don't make an excuse
I sure improved
I'm the one and not the two, yeah
Lot of money on you now, yeah
Shit together, gotta count, yeah
Glad you took a different route, yeah
Tryna buy your folks a house, yeah
Glad you really made it out, yeah
You can't sit and wait around, yeah
Gotta get up and get out, yeah
You gotta get this shit now, yeah

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