King Chip - Okay lyrics

[Intro] [Shortened Hook: Big Sean] Now we gon' get it like we should... Okay [6x] And we livin' real good... Okay [6x] [Verse 1: GLC] Black T, fitted jacket CD's stackin' See what's crackin' Just imagine he ain't packin' Now it's a joke like he ain't mackin' If your girl ain't trying to go Better leave; don't lead to scrappin' (Aite) GLC remarkably; Exercise is pimpin tactics She gave me easy access But she needs some a**ets Her friends informative; I call them "Readers Digest" All up on the internet They documenting my progress (What?) Everything I do and say Immaculatin' I guess Having goals, getting close What's too close for comfort... It's difficult up in the 'Go When you got no sponsor... Trying to get my bankroll... Beasts have heard me; Monster Paper stacking up to the ceiling What a feeling, it's so appealing [Full Hook] Now we gon' get it like we should... Okay [6x] And we livin' real good... Okay [6x] And I bet that my b**h look better than just... OKay [6x] And we gonna be doing this forever Okay [2X] And ever Okay [2x] And ever Okay [3x] Alright... [Verse 2: Big Sean] Now they gonna say that n***a B.I. on top of his B.I.; Business Got signed like petitions Committed to commission Im gonna get it till' my chick got every pair of high heals All my cribs on high hills... This is how I feel On track on top of tracks You can ask my n***a GL Hop on tracks with me; f** around and get derailed I come from where that cash is more important than the people If it's prices on your head, then you're gonna get retailed Come through in the spot... Bet they give me props Like a broadway show Now who them broads waiting for? Man who the D applaud for? To keep goin', they pourin', supportin' And that's why I do it for them B.I.G [Hook] [Verse 3: Chip Tha Ripper] Hold up Sean, roll up some And let me talk I didn't crawl to get wet I am dog, now let me walk, it out All across every hood All across the map All across the global... And I just need a thick model chick to come home to Teach her how to work pro tools Therapy for my vocals Living good in South Beach Smoking tree with the locals f** you Mr. Middle Man I'm so glad I cut you out Now I'm about to show you what this stunting on them really about Show you what my city's about Even though I'm chilling up in the Chi Cleveland on my left field, Mid West n***as never die (Never) We just hop on planes and change the time... So let me set my G Shock Sean tell them my state of mind [Hook]