Not Okay (Truly Blessed)

[Intro]

(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)

Smurk

You know I ain’t okay with a lot of shit, naw I still ain’t healed for real, I’m just in the process

[Verse 1]

It’s a different feeling out the mud, you know I’m truly blessed

I’m a different type of nigga, hunnid thousand on my Coogi sweats

I lost ten year niggas, ten years ago, I don’t know who next

Gone too early, his picture on my phone, Willow asking “who is that?”

Sayin my name in Muwop trial, ima let y’all know y’all fu for that

That one body hurt me so bad, I ain’t have nothing to do with that

Admit it whenever I’m wrong, I don’t walk around here like I’m a super dad

Stealing stickers off uber cars and they all black inside uber blacks

Not blood brothers, wе is mud brothers, we got mud ties

Micro mini Draco, 42 Dugg sizе

I don’t talk down on none of my niggas, my niggas know that I love mine

First time in Atlanta, he gave me a Glock, that’s why I love slime

And you can tell that they love crying

And you can tell that they love dying

He ain’t no Muslim cause he love swine

Pass my prescription, it’s drug time

They said im blessed, okay, okay

I lost my brudda, im not okay

Ask any nigga in my hood, I’m gang

I wish I would try a drug like cocaine

I give you love and you pushing it away

I lost my dawg, ouuh, I’m not okay

They ain’t even give him his time yet and he call and ask for money

So I only can imagine if the judge give him a hunnid

[Bridge]

I’m not okay

I’m not okay

I’m not okay

[Verse 2]

I tried to show lil bro the game, but he ain’t even wanna change

Father check, how you so one hunnid, you don’t know they teacher name

Had a gun, big as Kai Cenat, before the streamers came

You got heart, but my shit like a lion, our shit don’t beat the same

She ain’t have my back, had to put my house in my people name

I shot vid but bro on the run, I had to delete the scenes

I fell out and came back strong, Bronny James

Since the womb, I’ve been the shit and I ain’t been potty trained

You eating hibachi on the 50th floor, I’m on the block with gang

And I hate he went to that club, I prayed a lot for Thang

When I think about my dead homies momma

When I think about my dead homies kids too

[Outro]

I swear ima fight for you

I swear ima ride for you

Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, for you

Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, for you

I swear ima fight for you

I swear ima ride for you

Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, for you

Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, for you