Ain’t Ok

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, y'all niggas be playin' Y'all niggas got each other, motherfuckin' wait up Don't fuck with me 'til then, you can't [Verse 1] Uh, holla at me once you cop some land Concoct a proper plan to make your knot expand And not whippin' your pops Dedan The shit you jot can jam Without hitting that skip button And you quit clucking 'bout all that stick clutchin And ain't hit nothin' Instagram pic lovin', Twitter dick huggin' Tap dance on TikToks to get yo shit buzzin' This a discussion, this not a diss, cousin Niggas brag about owning they masters when they ain't worth shit Silly bastards, I passed them, Slim drafted him with the first pick Still own every piece of art I ever released Get on my level at least, you just a pet on a leash Open your eyes, you worried 'bout raps trending on Twitter While whack hidden agendas keep black kids in the blender The fuck? [Bridge] Fast pacing, the lads is crashing out at gas stations, glass breakin' Kick dooring your dads basement, not a tad patient Blast and don't ask nathan ass shakin', half of the class vacant niggas beef on the double for cheese, add bacon [Verse 2] My uncle said, "Live by the gun, you die by the gun," so I got a gun case I gotta push your shit to the side 'Cause a jit tryna slide for the funds then I gotta run Lotta niggas die on the side that I'm from Ride with the drum, colliding for crumbs Only presidential on they mind is the one that tell time on the front Guck Biden and trump A line and a blunt three-five of the Runtz Percs the pill lady been prescribing for months Feel like you died and alive all at once Twelve pull a nigga out his ride on a hunch Supply and demand in the land of the lions and lambs Pay tithes to the man for providing a plan to get you out of a sizeable jam he said let go and let God with a bible in hand But if you ever run into your rival again, it's survival of man No church in the wild you can die where you stand Pull the fire, let it blam Nigga prolly only do about five in the can But at least you alive Run back to the streets just to thrive Motherfuckers gotta eat to survive [Chorus] The kids ain't okay, uh-uh no way They crashin' out, man, a nigga get killed everyday Them ratchets out, blood and tears finna spill everyday The kids ain't okay