It's Ok (feat. Welborn)

Yea Yeaaa Yea I'm sad you wasn't my type But I'm glad you were a highlight But it's happiness in my life that I'm needing because I be in my head too much God damnit yea I know In the bed too much I been sleeping all alone God damn I feel a mess when you don't pick up the phone God damn I'm feeling stressed now that you're never at home But it's Ok Sometimes I miss the old days You tugging on my gold chain Yea we was in our own lane The way we fought was so lame But you blew up like propane Girl maybe I'm the fire But you came into my domain (Yea yea) Damn I swear nobody had my back when I was lonely Thats the reason I don't really pick up when you phone me Everybody's fake but they still acting like they know me I wont let you say it to my face you gotta show me (Yea, yea) Baby you're so fake the way you left me out here dying Yea I hate the way you place the blame for everything on my end Yea I hate they way you try to say that I was never trying yea Baby you're the reason I think everybody's lying yea I be in my head too much God damnit yea I know In the bed too much I been sleeping all alone God damn I feel a mess when you don't pick up the phone God damn I'm feeling stressed now that you're never at home But it's Ok Sometimes I miss the old days You tugging on my gold chain Yea we was in our own lane The way we fought was so lame But you blew up like propane Girl maybe I'm the fire But you came into my domain (Yea yea) In the rain too much I love the pain too much In my brain too much Novocaine I get a rush You been painting my emotions like Picasso with a brush I'm overdosing on your love I take the pain away with drugs Had enough Starstruck Throwing punches in the air til one stuck It hit me like a hurricane that shit was rough I don't even know what else to say I'm outta luck I be in my head too much God damnit yea I know In the bed too much I been sleeping all alone God damn I feel a mess when you don't pick up the phone God damn I'm feeling stressed now that you're never at home But it's Ok Sometimes I miss the old days You tugging on my gold chain Yea we was in our own lane The way we fought was so lame But you blew up like propane Girl maybe I'm the fire But you came into my domain (Yea yea)