Blasé Chris - I'll B OK Lyrics

Yuh, Yuh, Yuh
Yuh, Yuh
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh
Yuh, Yuh

Ugh

Imma feel better after I spit this
I'm celebrating life like every night was Christmas
I'm scared to face my problems I solve it with distance
It's only up from here after I fix this

Ugh
You'd be disappointed if I said this was my hit
Might be my last shit
My baby said I need to stop with all that sad shit
Ugh
Now I'm treating life like I'm a draft pick

You'd be disappointed if I said this was my hit
Might be my last shit
If I end up going broke I hit the trap quick
And make a bag flip
All the junkies got it jumping like a rabbit

Imma feel better after I spit this
Celebrating every night like every night was Christmas
I been scared to face my problems I solve it with distance

I thought I'd be ok once I got fame and riches
Once I got that bag I just got famous bitches
It's like I forgot I just can't name them bitches
I just chase my bag you just chase likes on pictures

You'd be disappointed if I said this was my shit
Might be my last hit
My baby said I need to stop with all that sad shit
Now I'm treating life like I'm the winning draft pick

Ugh
Imma make these classics
My ex's still get mad over my past tense
But she still depend on me
She told her friends on me
She a enemy
She so dead to me

I thought I'd be ok once I got fame and riches
But once I got that bag I just got famous bitches
It's like I forgot I just can't name them bitches

You'd be disappointed if I said this was my hit
Might be my last shit
My baby said I had to stop with all that sad shit
Now I'm treating life like I'm a draft pick

Imma feel better after I spit this
I been treating life like every night was Christmas
I'm scared to face my problems I solve it with distance
Yuh
I thought I'd be ok once I got fame and riches
But once I got that bag I just got famous bitches
It's ain't been the same I just can't name them bitches
I just chase my bag you just chase likes on pictures