[Intro]
(Ok is the hardest I swear to God)
(We gon' be okay)

[Verse]
N***as'll get you gone, it ain't nothin’, I call them vamps
I ain't stupid, I can't fall for no damn tramp
I ain't goin', I ain't goin' for nun them traps
Extort that n***a, when I seem 'em his ass get slapped
Extort the band, I ain't goin', this ain't that
That ho' gotta go, won't fuck my bruddas? That shit wack
Sumo gone, I know one side of me trapped
Lil bro wan' kill me and I can't lack and that's no cap, yah
He a dub and I can tell by the way he stack
I won't run from none that gun smoke, that's all fact
How the hell ya listenin' to DGTO, 'til da day yo' ass get jacked
Meet the plug, gotta reup, double cross 'em, he get whacked
My bitch, ghetto as hell, man she say she likе my gat
I could neva love a slut, Li' Glokk neva lovе a nat
'n that n***a goin' up so I gotta watch my back
I'm wit' Lil velly ridin' round, he got a 50 in his strap
It get wicked when I'm mad, 'n I hold grudge these n***as don't get no dap
I wack n***as wit' my gang, we hide 'em in the shack
When I slide, I ain't kill 'em? I had to double back
I won't pick 'n choose, we kill that n***a, won't do no tit for tat
Slide for slide, pop out wit' them 9's
Yeah we pop out, 9's 'n Sticks, n***a I'm real Zone 6
We can hit sum bigger shit, but this a mediocre lick
Man that bih' for the Gang, I can neva luh no trick
I'm on South Harringston I'm tryna catch a opp, tryna get his ass blended
Issa hot box, g ride, I told my bitch it's rented
If I was you, I wouldn't diss me
We wit' every fuckin' killer, when I'm ridin' in my city, ain't no hidin' in my city (We gon' be okay)
N***as be lying talkin' bout they be makin' noise inna bity
Lil boy bet' go do yo chores, we ain't stunned, that shit is silly
I can neva trust a bitch, that shit so iffy
I ain't playin' wit these n***as, I send the blitz Lil Glokk just whistle
N***as droppin' all they dime, I catch his ass wit' this 4 nickel
This baby life shit we cap them boys, and make belittle
Cap them boys 'n they get little, cap them boys soon, we get rid of 'em
Wockhardt bitch, the Glock artillery, I ain't never think they feelin' me
I ain't trippin, man we smoked they ass wit' gas masks
Man he wan' be GF, n' he snitch, thats his ass man
Even the crips call up Spaz to go n' spazz man
GSP get behind me, I do the dash man
Why these n***as treat Lil Glokk like the bad man?
These n***as they be telling on they gang 'n that shit sad man
They sum sweat that why we do 'em, they need headbands
They say fuck me then it's screw 'em, I'on need friends
[Outro]
(We gon' be okay)