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izzy reelz and lyn starr - it's okay كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: izzy reelz]
if you want me
i’ll be standing in the corner with some boxing gloves
notching up, stocking up
you got my money cough it up
never was a casanova-now them girls is talking love
walking on my ground and i’ll have them n-ggas mopping up
i’m bold, cold
just reaching for the goal
you n-ggas slipping on ice, so how are you gonna stop the puck?
aw well f-ck, you might as well give it up
a recession in this city
might as well live it up!

[hook: lyn starr]
it’s okay
i’m sure there’s somebody out there
trynna get it in like me, like me
somebody trynna fit in like me, like me
somebody handling their bis like me
it’s okay
i feel there’s somebody jealous
perpetrating, talking, ‘ain’t messing with them fellas
i’m on my grind, ain’t gonna stop ’til she sings
guess what…let me do my thing

[verse 2: lyn starr]
i be steady pacing, blood racing, blunt facing
keep the game running but i’m never racing
paper chasing
fear no man, when i’m walking on these streets
i’m the monster over your bed just watching you while you sleep
see the fear in your eyes, i’m the reason you wet the sheets
no n-ggas step to me cause i’m harder than concrete
never move my eyes when i’m searching for the gold
i’mma keep it moving forward always fighting for the throne
and i know everything that’s shining ain’t gold
i’mma keep the shine going, stacking paper ’til i’m old
i make them sick, they’re throwing up
i’m moving fast, they’re slowing up
you think you can test me?
step back! and watch me show you up
the game’s a b-tch, i f-ck her up
i’m crazy n-gga call me corrupt
ride your b-tch like she’s a bus
we slow grind, no need to rush
teamallgood up in this b-tch, yall n-ggas sweet like chocolate
hate me n-gga i stole your b-tch
r-t-rded flow, i’m slobbering
the sh-t i spit is so gifted
i’m on another level, when i hit i make you tremble
i’m deeper than the b-ss and i’m higher than the treble
not obeying n-ggas rules, i’m a motherf-cking rebel

[hook]

[verse 3: izzy reelz]
i’m spitting for the sake and the behalf of a “slumdog”
a lot of things happen in the hood, some none saw
say the wrong word in the street, that’s a gun-call
n-ggas try to slap-foot but all they do is run and fall
…on the asphalt, get a slug in your -ssh0l-
you’re on a deaf street
why you slanging with those -ssh0l-s
…sad soul, stuck in the path of a bad result
and what they always do? add salt
they blood suckers, leeches, sucking on your back
they only get high one way, puffing on the pack
drumming, playing the same percussion, everyday is fussing
mom saying she got nothing: bluffing on the stack
jakes on the call, brother on another lap
face on the wall, cuffing them behind your back
3 strikes and that’s 15 to life
half man, half mic
let me teach you ’bout this “half-a-life”

[hook]
[repeated hook]

- izzy reelz and lyn starr

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