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[Intro] 808 my crew [Verse 1] Drinkin' Remy out the bottle I've been in the trenches It ain't no excuse, you don't tote a pistol, I do Maybe that's what separate me and you I know you don't live how I do "Herbo, how you get them beats for the free?" You don't fuck with Sizzle, I do Gang said, "Lil' bro, I got you We official, I get money with you" And he told me watch out for the fake friends You know that's what that money gets you Stay focused although niggas hatin' When they throw shots, let it miss you Unless them shots for real (Shots for real) Of course, somebody gettin' killed (Somebody gettin' killed) In the Porsche gettin' top, ass up in the passenger Yeah, and this top from Brazil I'm like fuck it, start droppin' the top in the whip They done noticed I'm not in the field I was somewhere in Bali for real Slowin' down when I drive by the hill Like damn, I'm blessed for real We gon' pop out them Audis and drill Used to be stressed, for real Pour up a six to come down off the pills Knew Kobe since I was lil' Fazo was my big homie for real Vito stayed next door to me Lil' Rock used to have me drunk as hell Me and Cap was plottin' on signin' deals All my niggas that got killed [Chorus] Damn, it's gon' be okay, that's what everybody say It's gon' be okay, that's what everybody say If it's gon' be okay, then come tell me what's wrong with me Said grandma gon' be okay, she ain't come home with me It's gon' be okay, that's what everybody say It's gon' be okay, yeah, that's what everybody say Get the fuck out my face, but it's gon' be okay Get the fuck away from me, you don't know me no way [Verse 2] I ain't friendly to you pussies, you don't know me no way (Fuck nigga) Ain't no killer 'til you push me, and I'll point it right your way I'll land at St. Tropez and then get dippin' like dolce You know me, I stay lowkey, but I just might end up in a four-way Fuck a ho all night 'til the next day See her out with my bitch and she get no play (Swervo) Yeah, I just found my stash (Stash), with a bunch of swag (Swag) That's one thing I had, 'fore I got that bag Foreign cars, Bentley trucks, or I hop out that Jag Sports cars, I can't drive too late, I might crash High off the Perc', safety first Seat belt on, can't fly out the vert [Chorus] Swervo, it's gon' be okay, that's what everybody say It's gon' be okay, that's what everybody say If it's gon' be okay, then come tell me what's wrong with me Said grandma gon' be okay, she ain't come home with me It's gon' be okay, that's what everybody say It's gon' be okay, yeah, that's what everybody say Get the fuck out my face (Nigga), but it's gon' be okay Get the fuck away from me (Bitch), you don't know me no way