Its Fine

[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh

[Hook]
You don't really fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
You don't really fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
Oh my, nigga, oh my
Why you gotta lie, nigga?
Why you gotta lie?
Put your pride
Put your pride aside
You ain't gotta fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
Put your pride aside, nigga
Put your pride aside
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
You ain't gotta fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine

[Verse 1]
I been writing down my issues
Words flying like a missile
I'm always up to something
Like Malcolm in the Middle
There's a reason I never fit
Every lie I heard
I shut it down like the government
Niggas stay talking
Mouth hotter than oven mitts
I stay in my line
I'm on cruise control
So who would know
That everything I hop on, I would lose control
Money piled up like the Super Bowl
Take your pick, make a bet
Didn't know that I was next
Hypnosis to your mind and all these niggas is vex
Jewels around your arm and all you can do is flex
I got bragging rights
Flow tighter than a pair of jeans
Can't get off of my high horse
No, I'm not settling
And if it's time to shoot, I could set a better scene
Save up my change, build credit
Do better things
Fuck, that's just how I'm living
My picture been drawn
Not pixelated, nor vivid
My shit feeling televised, 4K vision
Bring the heat to they fingertips
Stove top, kitchen, nigga

[Hook]
You don't really fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
You don't really fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
Oh my, nigga, oh my
Why you gotta lie, nigga?
Why you gotta lie?
Put your pride
Put your pride aside
You ain't gotta fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
Put your pride aside, nigga
Put your pride aside
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
You ain't gotta fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine

[Verse 2]
Been tryna figure out which route's for me
If I own it, then it's mine
Yeah, rightfully
The change in my pocket
I hold it and I'ma keep
I'm the principle to the kids
Doing hallway sweeps
Man, don't be stepping on his hallways sneaks
I got tricks up my sleeve
I'm so ill that I sneeze
I'm out the gun range
My mind the trigger, I squeeze
Who lyrically can top me like whipped cream?
It's sunny so I pulled out
Even my whip clean
They always call me jerk, but I never let that pen drop
Fuck them skinny jeans, I just want a lot of green
I won the lottery
I stay by myself, feeling so nonchalant
My words burn up like the tip of a blunt
I'm shaking shit up like it's Bird Box
Getting more paper than a mailbox
Leave me alone
I'm chilling like a icebox
Bitch, I'm so humble
I'm next, Mr. Nice Watch
Color of my skin got me thinking
Ain't no more Mr. Nice Cops
I done seen five bad guys
And bitches tell mad lies

[Hook]
You don't really fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
You don't really fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
Oh my, nigga, oh my
Why you gotta lie, nigga?
Why you gotta lie?
Put your pride
Put your pride aside
You ain't gotta fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
Put your pride aside, nigga
Put your pride aside
It's fine, nigga, it's fine
You ain't gotta fuck with me
Nigga, it's fine
It's fine