Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs. (No) I must look dumb to you (I do) This why I cant fuk with you Know you told one side of the story, but every story got two Chorus No, Im not okay, stop askin No, Im not okay cause Im crashin When you try to heal the wounds, but all it do is bleed And you realize it cut you too deep No, Im not okay No, Im not okay No, Im not okay. So I suggest you keep on walkin’ when you passin’įind more lyrics at You can purchase their music thruĭisclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases Other Popular Songs: MC EndRay x Air Defence Battalion - ZmoneZ L.A.B. Had to cut you off ’cause I’ve been lost, like I’ve been in a mazeīut you gotta stay true to your love, it’s beautifulĭon’t let it ruin you, gotta keep doin’ you Whole situation hit my heart just like tidal waveĪnd when it get dark, I pray to God that I see brighter days Lyrics to Yung Bleu No Im Not Ok: No, Im not okay, stop askin No, Im not okay cause Im crashin When you try to heal the wounds But all it do is bleed. Know you told one side of the story, but every story got two I’ma go get drunk, when I get home I’ma give your #ss this (Oh, is that right?) She said, “Baby, I’m with my friends and we are havin’ fun” Tell me what the hell I could’ve done? I had you on the run When you try to heal the wounds but all they do is bleedĪnd I think that I forgave you, we were so, so young Writer(s): Lpb Poody, Robert Lee Perry, Jr., Yung BleuLyrics powered by I’m not ok ’cause I’m crashin’ When you try to heal the wounds but all they do is bleed Aight, I just don′t know It just one of them vibes I'm in right now I kept it real with you I′m in Miami right now, I'm in Miami I'm sick as a bitch But that don′t mean nothing I can still pour my heart out Keep it real I′ma just talk my shit on it, look I say do you need my pair of eyes to see what I see Them nigga left my ass behind they rather move without me Your plate was full, but you took some behind my back when I eat Behind your actions that nina stay in the drawer when I sleep You live with it, you die by the gun, so I keep it in reach Ain't no nigga takin′ mine so if you reach you get teach Been broken-hearted for weeks you can hear it when I speak I'd rather not get in my feelings, but I′m feeling this beat And I been looking for love like," Where you at? Can we meet?" Only the strong survive 'cause they say love for the weak And I can never keep a girl, I don′t know if it's them or it's me I′m tired of doing the same thing, it′s like my life on repeat But it's okay, I got Anyla and I know she got me I just like seeing you smile and your pretty little feet I ain′t kissed you in forever you been missing for weeks They say karma is a bitch and you gon' sow what you reap Wish I could tell you about your daddy, but you won′t understand He your granddaddy son that mean pop raised a man I know I can't do it all but I′ma do what I can And even though we separated it wasn't a part of the plan Won't even ask for another, DJ Khalid, you the best I′m freestyling, no pen and pad, to get this shit off my chest Letting this storm fly pass, I know this shit just a test I′m dropping tears in the booth, I know this carpet getting wet I just want some respect, feel like I ain't blessed Calculating every step ain′t playing checkers but chess Better take cover I'm ′bout to blow, and they know that I'm next I ain′t showing no more love, so I'm giving them less Catching cases on the regular basis two twin Glock I started from marijuana I graduated to rocks Convertible top, hit the parking lot and turn heads If a nigga play put about 20 grand on his head I'ma pussy nigga popper, that chopper go daca daca She gonna pop it on this dick with no hands like Waka Flocka Call the coppers, I ain′t scared to put in work (put in work) Lost too many real niggas and it hurt Nigga never seen a hearse, nigga, ′til I saw my dawg (saw my dawg) Back against the wall, know they want to see me fall Jail call from my nigga know he need it (know he need it) Shots fired can't believe I′m still breathing (still breathing) Got some niggas in the grave and I'm grieving And every season I′m playing defense Tryna catch a opp slipping, boy, you know your clock ticking I am not skipping on the pot whipping yola, whipping soda 'til it′s over I'ma pussy nigga popper, that chopper go daca daca She gonna pop it on this dick with no hands like Waka Flocka Call the coppers, I ain't scared to put in work nigga P-pussy nigga popper, that chopper go daca daca She gonna pop it on this dick with no hands like Waka Flocka Call the coppers, I ain′t scared to put in work nigga
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