False Publication - Appreciate it / Okay

Gave you a chance, don't fuck it up
You fucking up
Yeah we gang we cool no love
Ain't no trust
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk

Pops hit me over the phone, he said that he proud of me
Knew that he meant it
I know that I've been overloaded, my ethic on ten
You thought I was finished
Killing this shit with no motive
Like Bibby and Herbo I don't got a limit
Feel I could fall today, can't give it my all it's only the scrimmage
The city is foul, Simmons
And it's niggas who live in the bonus
Overthinking my only opponent
Being honest, I said it, I own it
And they sleeping when I'm in the moment
I'm failing to capture the moment
I don't fuck with you, I'm being honest
Wear my heart on my sleeve I done shown it

Teach us to number our days
No we not one in the same
These niggas riding the wave
I never had to
They always running with lames
We got to gun for the fame
We put the gun to the brain
Persona attitude
I had a plan at heart
You DQ, false start
I knew you wasn't mine, it's hard
I had to deal with stress, these tabs just melt my brain
This part just don't make sense, my guard
That fire left me with scars, uncharred
But babe I ain't mad at you

Gave you a chance, don't fuck it up
You fucking up
Yeah we gang we cool no love
Ain't no trust
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk
Got a bag, run it up
Hide that stash in the trunk

She ask how I feel I say okay
Did I do great you did okay
I don't say I'm mad I say okay
Okay, okay, okay
She ask how I feel I say okay
Did I do great you did okay
I don't say I'm mad I say okay
Okay, okay, okay

Depend how my mood change
I'm starting to think that I'm crazy
Me, myself, and I
Want S-classes, got dreams of Mercedes
Just to look at interiors
Cause most of these niggas inferior
Bitch I am the one who's superior
Swear to god that my vision is clearer
And I ain't talking about my sight
Ramon how I introduce myself
I'm left handed I don't need the right
Ain't get a chance to dig in
And you still begging for a bite
Been the same issue my whole life
Never needed a guiding light
Hermes how I take flight

She ask how I feel I say okay
Did I do great you did okay
I don't say I'm mad I say okay
Okay, okay, okay
She ask how I feel I say okay
Did I do great you did okay
I don't say I'm mad I say okay
Okay, okay, okay

Written by:
Dakota Pepper, Devin Smith, Patrick Diakite

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