Praise & Okay Lyrics

I've been trying to find it

Back in my rap shit

Load up the truck give her pills I don't want it

Back in my days I would fuck up your face

Crying to ya momma like Wito beat your ass

Praise to god I been chased a lot

Target on my back and I aced them all

Back against the wall I didn't take the fall

Roll up the dices you know I beat the odds

Put on the mic I show you godlike

Rap in my veins I'll be trippin like I'm high

They do know that imma be a star

They mock me They want me to stop

Listen to my shit me entenderas

Put in Spanish word i said I'll make you pass

Passin out smash tha thot remember when I used to be a tsar

Fuck in the studio fuck in my wraith

Coming home to my little bae

Drowning until you see me

Drowning until you serve me

Drowning until you live for me baby

Yeah

Back at it again you know what I am sayin'

We Back

Wito

El Materino on the beat yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Arghh

I'm like okay theses bitches want to me

They want my fame

Droppin some heat just to keep you straight

Dripping in the main got it all with the lay

Fuck the fame I put on delay

Dripping so hard I be trappin out the way

Trappin out the stoe gave the key to bae

Yeah we back bitch EM on the tape

Yeah we back bitch wito gotta play

5am in the Stu spittin fire like I'm straight outta zoo

Want me to stop than shame on you

Want me to stop than shame on you

I'm like okay okay okay

Okay okay okay okay

I'm like okay okay okay

Okay okay okay okay