But It’s Okay lyrics

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down
But it's okay
Keep my protection on me when I'm walking round
Get the f*ck out my face
Sometime I think I'm really bout to lose my mind
But I'll never lose my faith
I'd rather be living but I'm running out of time

[Verse 1: Pook P]
Why you n*ggas mad like I owe ya'll something
Got it out the mud, I don't owe ya'll nothing
Tax free dollar, got a bankroll on me
I ain't gotta hit the club just to show ya'll stuntin'
With no sponsors or help, I did this sh*t all by myself
I just spent just like two thousand on belts
If you n*ggas ain't right, then you n*ggas get left
If it ain't about money don't, talk about me, but just don't talk down
On parole, still strapped when I walk round
32 in this 40 n*gga pipe down
Like 20 bands on me n*gga right now
You don't know me, but know I got lean on me
Just red in my cup, no green homie
??? when I shoot, got a beam on it
n*ggas hating so much you can see it on 'em
You don't like me, then suck my di*k
And b*tch when you get out don't accept my sh*t
And I don't even f*ck with ya'll n*ggas, ya'll n*ggas ol' lying ass n*ggas, everybody got bricks
And my name in your mouth, I must be the man in the South
???? shout
Drank something I don't know about a drought
Fifty rounds, I'll air ah n*gga out
Keep my name out your mouth
n*gga
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down
But it's okay
Keep my protection on me when I'm walking round
Get the f*ck out my face
Sometime I think I'm really bout to lose my mind
But I'll never lose my faith
I'd rather be living but I'm running out of time

[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Its so hard to turn the other cheek, but I'm trying
I can't trust none of you motherf*ckers no mo', cuz all ya'll motherf*ckers be lying
And I will never trust a b*tch, baby
She don't really f*ck with me, she just be f*cking with me cuz I'm rich
Gold digging ass hoe
I don't like it like that, I just wanted some head b*tch
Talk about me behind my back, in my face you say you never said sh*t
And I guess I'm wrong for calling bullsh*t, bullsh*t
But if I cursed so much, I would be speaking this from the bullpen
It's okay

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down
But it's okay
Keep my protection on me when I'm walking round
Get the f*ck out my face
Sometime I think I'm really bout to lose my mind
But I'll never lose my faith
I'd rather be living but I'm running out of time