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letra de you're not okay & i can feel it - suave the performer

part 1

[verse 1]
woah, you’re moving kind of slow
got your head down, and you’re staring at your toes
never looking up and you’re wearing different clothes
had a rough time and feeling under, i suppose
momma not at home, so you finna take a doze
counting many sheep so you don’t worry about your woes
covered up in covers, trying to clear your runny nose
feeling sick and tired, trying to get a little higher
got the static from the wires, and you blew out like a tire
and i ain’t one to judge, but you a pretty little liar
got the fire and desire, but you lost your repertoire
now they looking at you funny ’cause you tell ’em you’re alright
knowing all the time that you been crying through the night
i know you’re independent, and you’re fighting for your rights
but you’ve gotta understand that doing wrong won’t make it right
you never had it good, but you know humans never do
stuck inside the house and there ain’t nothing you can do
baby on the way, but baby daddy went astray
family is ashamed, and it’ll never be the same
you got a second job, and you’re sitting in the rain
waiting for the sun, but the sunlight never came
but there’s a roof above your head and everyday you’re getting fed
there are people in this world that would die for what you had
i understand you’re feeling sad, but understand you’ve got so many reasons to be glad
i know it’s hard to listen when you’re down and feeling mad
but try to peep the message of the pen upon the pad

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[verse 2]
woah, you’re moving kind of slow
got your head down, and you’re staring at your toes
never looking up and you’re wearing different clothes
had a rough time and feeling under, i suppose
father wasn’t there, so you’re learning from your bros
taking all these photos always worried about the pose
counting up your mula trying to spend it on your dose
trying to find a way up out it, but ain’t this the life you chose?
they looking at you funny, ’cause you tell ’em you’re okay
knowing all the time that you been faking through the day
dang, so i see you trying to hang? chilling with your homies trying to go out with a bang –
hopping in the car, can’t even tell me who you are
driver drunk and texting while you’re in the back and flexing (skrrrrrrrrrrrr), made a crash landing
landing in a hamper hampered by your lack of temper
tempurpedic wouldn’t comfort, comfort it ain’t what you need
you been needy and you greedy, but the fat won’t make it greasy
made it easy for the lazy, lazy lady made you crazy
crazy thing is that just maybe you were never into saving
savor all the flavor, save it all for later
ain’t gon’ be no time that’s gon’e be better than the now
wow, now you ruined that too, now you’re laying on the ground with your legs in the pool
bottle in your hand while you listen to the tune, “drink”
drink up little homie, you the homie, you the wodie, you the only –
only one that’s in the room, huh?

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part 2

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[verse 1]
palm trees waving in the summertime air
hanging with my friends when the wintertime’s here
january jamz when the music come’s near
got it looking like traffic, and the coast ain’t clear
no, the gulf ain’t clear, and you swerve no steer
got a knack for the track, got a pack for my back-
whack, let me run that back
palm trees waving in the summertime air
chilling with my friends when the wintertime’s here
chilling at the gulf but the coast ain’t clear
man, it really don’t matter when you hang around piers
sitting on the edge with my toe in the sea
reflected in the water, but i really couldn’t see
see, i sold some sh-lls, sally said farewell
and now i’m on my way to find a better bay
i got a lot to say, but gotta contemplate
don’t want a fuller plate, if i ain’t got a fork
i need a good debate before i hit the port
i got a lot at stake if i don’t bring the pork
i got a lot at stake if i don’t bring the pork
i’ma raise the stakes and then i’ll pop the cork
i ain’t really worried about myself, i guess
guess that’s why i never get no rest
resting up ain’t been the best for me
i got so many dreams that i can’t even sleep
i got so many things that i can’t even see
and i been deaf to things that you been saying to me
i got so many rings that i can’t even speak
i got so many stings that i can’t even be (yee! yee!)
i spazz on the beat; they love it so much that it stay on repeat
i hit up the block and i meet and i greet
i gather the gangs and i settle the beef
i settle the beef, i hit with the chief
i do it so much that it ain’t no relief
there ain’t no relief when you stay in the streets
and i turned a new leaf and you still want a piece, so peace

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- suave the performer

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