But It's Okay - Z-Ro, Pook P

Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down

But it’s okay

Keep my protection on me when I’m walking round

Get the fuck out my face

Sometime I think I’m really bout to lose my mind

But I’ll never lose my faith

I’d rather be living but I’m running out of time

Why you niggas mad like I owe ya’ll something

Got it out the mud, I don’t owe ya’ll nothing

Tax free dollar, got a bankroll on me

I ain’t gotta hit the club just to show ya’ll stuntin'

With no sponsors or help, I did this shit all by myself

I just spent just like two thousand on belts

If you niggas ain’t right, then you niggas get left

If it ain’t about money don’t, talk about me, but just don’t talk down

On parole, still strapped when I walk round

32 in this 40 nigga pipe down

Like 20 bands on me nigga right now

You don’t know me, but know I got lean on me

Just red in my cup, no green homie

when I shoot, got a beam on it

Niggas hating so much you can see it on 'em

You don’t like me, then suck my dick

And bitch when you get out don’t accept my shit

And I don’t even fuck with ya’ll niggas, ya’ll niggas ol' lying ass niggas,

everybody got bricks

And my name in your mouth, I must be the man in the South

shout

Drank something I don’t know about a drought

Fifty rounds, I’ll air ah nigga out

Keep my name out your mouth

Nigga

Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down

But it’s okay

Keep my protection on me when I’m walking round

Get the fuck out my face

Sometime I think I’m really bout to lose my mind

But I’ll never lose my faith

I’d rather be living but I’m running out of time

It’s so hard to turn the other cheek, but I’m trying

I can’t trust none of you motherfuckers no mo', cuz all ya’ll motherfuckers be

lying

And I will never trust a bitch, baby

She don’t really fuck with me, she just be fucking with me cuz I’m rich

Gold digging ass hoe

I don’t like it like that, I just wanted some head bitch

Talk about me behind my back, in my face you say you never said shit

And I guess I’m wrong for calling bullshit, bullshit

But if I cursed so much, I would be speaking this from the bullpen

It’s okay

Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down

But it’s okay

Keep my protection on me when I’m walking round

Get the fuck out my face

Sometime I think I’m really bout to lose my mind

But I’ll never lose my faith

I’d rather be living but I’m running out of time