Ok Ok pt 2 - Ye

Lyrics by：Kanye West/Louis Bell/Matthew Samuels/Denzel Charles/Maxie Lee Ryles III/Chinsea Lee

Composed by：Kanye West/Louis Bell/Matthew Samuels/Denzel Charles/Maxie Lee Ryles III/Chinsea Lee

Okay now they got me wanna rap again

Healed up wound and then you stab me in the back again

Uh

You the type to play the joke and try to hide your hand

Uh

Not the type to come around and try to play a friend

You the type to cut the grass is make you best as man

I'm the type to close the deal and cut my n***as in

See me in person I look like a ghost

Grrr

See me in person I look like a ghost

Baow

You wanna come in and play with the GOAT

Baow

You wanna come in and play with the GOAT

Dog body

All you rap sound like me can't tell who is who

You got no real identity can't tell you from you

Pricе went up yeah angel investor yeah

Price went up uh angel investor

Okay okay I'm not okay

Not okay

Did you good it's not okay

No they not okay

Okay okay I'm not okay I'm not okay

Did you good get out the way

Ah Shenseea

Nuh trust any and any man

Any man

Pree dem man mi play along

Play along

Watch how dem ah sing mi song

Suddenly dem tun ah fan

Aim with precision

Fi number one position

Write the plan right my wrong

And look now I'm the boss in charge

Used to talk down 'pon me now me on top

Left mi inna struggle suh nuh badda come back yeah

Tek mi fi granted tek mi fi soft

And if yuh play hard

If yuh let me down mi nah have nuh food fi give yuh right

Yuh know mi lock di shop down

Mi did like when you show luv to mi face then chat behind mi back

Nuh trust people cyaan trust people

From dem eat the fruit mankind tun evil

Get cut off you will get cut off

Mi nuh cyar how much memories we have in the past

Yuh bruk up wid yuh ex still in love suh yuh single

Mi bruk up wid mi ex him dead to me I'm a widow

Get cut off you will get cut off

Mi nuh cyar how much memories we have in the past

Hmm

Bruk up wid yuh ex still in love suh yuh single

Mi bruk up wid mi ex him dead to me I'm a widow uh

Yeah it's been plenty times you closed the door on me

That s**t really show me how much you say you a bro to me

Showed you love and you constantly cold-shouldered me

But ain't no goin' back to fixin' up that's the older me yeah

I'm done with all the fake s**t I had enough of that yeah

I done had too many n***as stab me in the back

Yeah yeah yeah

They say they with you but they really puttin' on a act

That's when s**t hit the fan and all of sudden all the facts show

You gotta chin up and show a n***a tough love

Let 'em go without you just to show 'em what it was

We was so close you would've thought we was blood

We got the same pain we come from the mud

I swear this s**t make me wanna put my all in it yeah

You can hear the pain 'cause I put my heart in it yeah

Most of these n***as ain't real they don't wanna see me winnin' no

Most of these n***as ain't real they don't wanna see me winnin' no

But it's okay we gon' be okay

Only show up when we cut the cake

Showing love but we okay

Find God 'fore it's too late