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I seem OK Video (MV)




Performed By: ATL DEVIOUS
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Davis Jones




ATL DEVIOUS - I seem OK Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Yeah aye
Yeah
I seem ok
But I really rarely think
I am
I seem ok
But I really rarely think
I am
I have to break the mood
Flip a switch at least I can
Could be tied down
Handcuffed to a policeman's van
Can't complain even though
I'm not able to defeat the man
Got the job throw the suit on
And crease the pants
Connect in with the in-crowd
Get the deets for plans
Get out ya seats and stand
Break down the beat for fans
Pray for better weather
We together like a beach and sand
Which one of y'all wanna see me go ham
(Me, me)
Got a degree in this fam
From burning CDs for Dan
Then busting freestyles on cam
It wasn't just me oh man
My cuz really a freak athlete
Eighth grade he would jam
Make way for the slam
It was like Onyx in the stands
Yelling eagerly then the parents
Playing defense with no hands
Politics are a bitch if your the kid
That's better than
In practice you slay the shit
Then ride the bench
Situations got you wondering
Do they wanna win?
Oh yeah I'm going in
Towel I'm not throwing in
Hours I've spent showing them
How improved my motor is
Make sure you drain the oil kid
Then fill it back with the proper fluid
They said D's a 0 with no W's on 20s, doing shit
Paint the picture, aiming quicker
Than a student kid that's maturing past adolescence
Fast as stray pussy cats pursuing snacks
After rats, ate their dinner
Sneaky bastards, leaving crummy crackers
Take the livers you can eat those cheap ass sticks
We'll take the iron with us
They keep eyeing me up
Down trying to cut
Deep sighings enough
I hear they finding a crutch
Took an L now they buying you lunch
F*ck is up? Stock Porno, promo's
Man the distaste gets click bait
How's the dick taste from inmates
Aye mate she say the shits great
I'll wait on the right date no haste
Got the patience to stay in place, on space
I'm infinitely growing at a pace, no shapes
Will pre date my arrangement on this stage
No extra lives keep ya quarters and edible pies
Those milligrams really
F*ck up my eyes
Woke up with a surprise
Something to define
The wonder of these lies
That's the truth disguised
You thot they mind
But actually seek to find
What you leave behind
Can't just hit rewind
Intact I keep my grind
Can't let it slip one time
I seem ok
But I really rarely think I am
I seem ok
But I really rarely think I am
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English

Yeah
Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Yeah aye
Yeah
I seem ok
But I really rarely think
I am
I seem ok
But I really rarely think
I am
I have to break the mood
Flip a switch at least I can
Could be tied down
Handcuffed to a policeman's van
Can't complain even though
I'm not able to defeat the man
Got the job throw the suit on
And crease the pants
Connect in with the in-crowd
Get the deets for plans
Get out ya seats and stand
Break down the beat for fans
Pray for better weather
We together like a beach and sand
Which one of y'all wanna see me go ham
(Me, me)
Got a degree in this fam
From burning CDs for Dan
Then busting freestyles on cam
It wasn't just me oh man
My cuz really a freak athlete
Eighth grade he would jam
Make way for the slam
It was like Onyx in the stands
Yelling eagerly then the parents
Playing defense with no hands
Politics are a bitch if your the kid
That's better than
In practice you slay the shit
Then ride the bench
Situations got you wondering
Do they wanna win?
Oh yeah I'm going in
Towel I'm not throwing in
Hours I've spent showing them
How improved my motor is
Make sure you drain the oil kid
Then fill it back with the proper fluid
They said D's a 0 with no W's on 20s, doing shit
Paint the picture, aiming quicker
Than a student kid that's maturing past adolescence
Fast as stray pussy cats pursuing snacks
After rats, ate their dinner
Sneaky bastards, leaving crummy crackers
Take the livers you can eat those cheap ass sticks
We'll take the iron with us
They keep eyeing me up
Down trying to cut
Deep sighings enough
I hear they finding a crutch
Took an L now they buying you lunch
F*ck is up? Stock Porno, promo's
Man the distaste gets click bait
How's the dick taste from inmates
Aye mate she say the shits great
I'll wait on the right date no haste
Got the patience to stay in place, on space
I'm infinitely growing at a pace, no shapes
Will pre date my arrangement on this stage
No extra lives keep ya quarters and edible pies
Those milligrams really
F*ck up my eyes
Woke up with a surprise
Something to define
The wonder of these lies
That's the truth disguised
You thot they mind
But actually seek to find
What you leave behind
Can't just hit rewind
Intact I keep my grind
Can't let it slip one time
I seem ok
But I really rarely think I am
I seem ok
But I really rarely think I am
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Writer: Davis Jones
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