[Verse 1: SupaKaine]
Smoking blunts back to back
Thinking ‘bout that platinum plaque
Came a long way from moving xanex in that culdasac
Straight away from nggas hatin, can’t let them hold me back
Unc’ told me stay down be patient man that’s all you take
Want to be great, gotta learn from your mistakes
Gotta learn how to move in the garden of snakes
How to separate the real from the fakes
But the same ones my day ones n***a, ain't no new faces
The show run then the back run n***a, nothin' but blue faces
I dreamed this in the county jail, life is hell
Fuck it, let it burn like my swisha smoke and tell the tale
Once I'm paid off I have my day off
Lazy ass n***as barely work and gettin' laid off
G's skip the H-I-J and let the K off
Treat the beat like the clear runway, I'm bout to take off
Plottin' on the same n***as, Bernie Madoff
Bitch I came for all my earnin's, I deserve it

[Hook: SupaKaine]
Yesterday you heard your homie passed away
Lost your job but the bills need to get paid
Just remember n***a we gon' be okay
Just told my n***a we gon' be okay
I see the bigger pictures nowadays
Just wanna get rich with my n***as, set 'em straight
One day my n***a we gon' all be paid
Just know my n***a we gon' be okay

[Verse 2: SupaKaine]
Just remember we gon' be okay
We gon' all get paid
Look at me laughin' to the bank
I love it cause you hate
Doin' this shit just because you can't
I know them n***as, I can tell we can't relate
I can smell the fake soon as you speak, look
Lies in his eyes, you can see it, uh
Now we tryin' turn the cheek and be Jesus
Ashy cigarettes all over my Bathing Ape sneakers
They tried to cage us but we proceeded to cake up
My back start hurtin' cause I'm holdin' all this weight up
It cost to be the boss, I had to learn that didn't pay up
Nowadays this shit seem easy as a layup, ay
We gon' be okay because we focused on the (?)

[Hook: SupaKaine]
Yesterday you heard your homie passed away
Lost your job but the bills need to get paid
Just remember n***a we gon' be okay
Just told my n***a we gon' be okay
I see the bigger pictures nowadays
Just wanna get rich with my n***as, set 'em straight
One day my n***a we gon' all be paid
Just know my n***a we gon' be okay

[Verse 3: Chuck Inglish]
When you think about it we gon' be okay
Like when the snow falls, soon it melts away
Like when the storm comes, the water makes a lake
Throw that penny just to make another wish about this bitch
Let's say a prayer for my people in Flint
I gotta smoke somethin' every time I think of this shit
But God don't like ugly
He just might not trust me
The sun gon' shine upwards, put your hands in the sky
You now why? Cause we them n***as
And I always toss the ball to my guys on our side
The flyest from the stores out in Milan
And all rise, they scoop us up
And our eyes got Cartier buffs
This (?) with our hand on the Mac
You ain't gotta look too hard to see where we at
A stream of consciousness, I plan it out just like a mobster hit
Me and Kaine breaking garlic bread with the lobster tail n***a