DOJO - You're Not Okay & I Can Feel It lyrics

Part 1 [Verse 1] Woah, you're moving kind of slow Got your head down, and you're staring at your toes Never looking up and you're wearing different clothes Had a rough time and feeling under, I suppose Momma not at home, so you finna take a doze Counting many sheep so you don't worry about your woes Covered up in covers, trying to clear your runny nose Feeling sick and tired, trying to get a little higher Got the static from the wires, and you blew out like a tire And I ain't one to judge, but you a pretty little liar Got the fire and desire, but you lost your repertoire Now they looking at you funny 'cause you tell 'em you're alright Knowing all the time that you been crying through the night I know you're independent, and you're fighting for your rights But you've gotta understand that doing wrong won't make it right You never had it good, but you know humans never do Stuck inside the house and there ain't nothing you can do Baby on the way, but baby daddy went astray Family is ashamed, and it'll never be the same You got a second job, and you're sitting in the rain Waiting for the sun, but the sunlight never came But there's a roof above your head and everyday you're getting fed There are people in this world that would die for what you had I understand you're feeling sad, but understand you've got so many reasons to be glad I know it's hard to listen when you're down and feeling mad But try to peep the message of the pen upon the pad [Break] [Verse 2] Woah, you're moving kind of slow Got your head down, and you're staring at your toes Never looking up and you're wearing different clothes Had a rough time and feeling under, I suppose Father wasn't there, so you're learning from your bros Taking all these photos always worried about the pose Counting up your mula trying to spend it on your dose Trying to find a way up out it, but ain't this the life you chose? They looking at you funny, 'cause you tell 'em you're okay Knowing all the time that you been faking through the day Dang, so I see you trying to hang? Chilling with your homies trying to go out with a bang - Hopping in the car, can't even tell me who you are Driver drunk and texting while you're in the back and flexing (SKRRRRRRRRRRRR), made a crash landing Landing in a hamper hampered by your lack of temper Tempurpedic wouldn't comfort, comfort it ain't what you need You been needy and you greedy, but the fat won't make it greasy Made it easy for the lazy, lazy lady made you crazy Crazy thing is that just maybe you were never into saving Savor all the flavor, save it all for later Ain't gon' be no time that's gon'e be better than the now Wow, now you ruined that too, now you're laying on the ground with your legs in the pool Bottle in your hand while you listen to the tune, "drink" Drink up little homie, you the homie, you the wodie, you the only - Only one that's in the room, huh? [Break] Part 2 [Break] [Verse 1] Palm trees waving in the summertime air Hanging with my friends when the wintertime's here January Jamz when the music come's near Got it looking like traffic, and the coast ain't clear No, the Gulf ain't clear, and you swerve no steer Got a knack for the track, got a pack for my back- Whack, let me run that back Palm trees waving in the summertime air Chilling with my friends when the wintertime's here Chilling at the Gulf but the coast ain't clear Man, it really don't matter when you hang around piers Sitting on the edge with my toe in the sea Reflected in the water, but I really couldn't see See, I sold some shells, Sally said farewell And now I'm on my way to find a better bay I got a lot to say, but gotta contemplate Don't want a fuller plate, if I ain't got a fork I need a good debate before I hit the port I got a lot at stake if I don't bring the pork I got a lot at stake if I don't bring the pork I'ma raise the stakes and then I'll pop the cork I ain't really worried about myself, I guess Guess that's why I never get no rest Resting up ain't been the best for me I got so many dreams that I can't even sleep I got so many things that I can't even see And I been deaf to things that you been saying to me I got so many rings that I can't even speak I got so many stings that I can't even be (yee! yee!) I spazz on the beat; they love it so much that it stay on repeat I hit up the block and I meet and I greet I gather the gangs and I settle the beef I settle the beef, I hit with the chief I do it so much that it ain't no relief There ain't no relief when you stay in the streets And I turned a new leaf and you still want a piece, so peace [Break]