It's Ok

[Intro: Blu] This right here's A feel good song So no matter what you're going through Feel good! [Hook: Blu] I say they wake me up every morning They got me hustling from dusk till dawn I said I rarely get to see my sunshine And all I really tryna do is sing her a song [Verse 1: Blu] See all I wanna do is drink all night Smoke all day, party with my peeps Till some pussy come my way Hit it all night, flown by the day I gotta make papes, cause money make us live I gotta work, but I rather write a verse Reminds me of the times I had to write for church And all I really wanted to do is watch toons Turn my boombox for notching (?) Pulled a dummy move, dropped out of school Started working at a mom and pop shop, selling shoes Started jacking Jordans, of course I got fired But then I got hired at a warehouse storage Quick before I even got me my own check Next was a pharmacy gig And they gave me my own desk All I did there was write rhymes and watch porn Got bored, got signed and I started touring like.. [Hook: Blu] [Verse 2: Myth] Reminiscing of my own lady, whole shady Drinking off in front of both babies So I had to think about a remedy For me to face reality Cause we became casualties, love was a battlefield Of course she had a feel by lying at my face Keep the thighs by the waste How much time I wanna waste All this time I been straight I tell myself (it's okay) I guess losing love is like slow pain Or taking walks in the rain Cause there's no sunshine left I know for us there was no more time left And now the sunshine's best When he's riding solo, doing his thing Times are much better due to the change Honestly, and all this hard (?) Blows out of me It's gotta be a natural response Cause love is gardened and tarnished He crying ... garments (?) Soon as I pick up the phone and call It's gonna be okay [Hook: Blu] [Verse 3: Definite] As I wake up from my slumber in an elevated stance Tempting to dance, music got me in a trance Playing traps on my favorite CD's From my favorite emcees No longer feeling empty in this spot filled with enemies Catch me As I look up to the skies, Below The Heavens My soul is swelling, pocket full of (?) Telling that man to kiss my ass I go by so fly, I try to be But I never even know why I be trippin sometimes, I still rhyme And do time, find a way to move man With the rhyme, yes indeed See, indeed these words were never truer Ay, it's okay cause I'm spitting with the flu Most definitely as I hang up in them streets, daps to my peeps So free from the east to the west coast Holla at ya boy man, big ups to all my folks [Hook: Blu]