It's 0k - WONG.

Young Taylor on the beat

For real

Let’s go

It’s okay, it’s okay

Man, I’m telling you it’s okay

It’s okay, it’s okay

Please, baby, don’t look away

Everybody telling me the way that I should play

I wasn’t listening to anybody I was just trying to do my thing

Everybody gettin' in, in my head, on my bed

Everybody trying to fuck me up, believe me that I’m in

That I would never make it, that I would stay up in this bed

On my room, in the afternoon

Doing everything, writing shit

While I’m here

I’ve been doing, man, my thing

I don’t want no enemies

But, but…

It’s okay, it’s okay

Man, I’m telling you it’s okay

It’s okay, it’s okay

Please, baby, don’t look away

Second verse

I converse

Till' I get my fucking Benz

What I need is in front of me

Apologize for my mistakes

You know what I mean?

But I’ve learn

From every single one of them, son

Now I’m here

In this bitch, in this beat

While I’m writing my disgraces

I can tell this ain’t no race

Man, I am from Monterrey

Promise city where I lay

Tons of opportunities

What I need is inside of me

I don’t need publicity

Couple punchlines, no TV

That’s no cap, I attack

With them rats born in the lab

Man, I’m talking about rap

Let’s evolve, man, now it’s trap

If you don’t use it, you’ll get trapped

You don’t wanna get in that

That’s the idea that I have

Nothing special just some crap

Tell me… What you think 'bout that?

It’s the craft that I’ve been craft… ing

Take it back to when I was a teen

Everything was really clean

Now I see everything dirty

But wait, time’s running out

Why the

Hell nobody

Notified me about?

What’s going on?

I don’t know, dawg (laughs)

I don’t know for real

It’s okay, it’s okay

Man, I’m telling you it’s okay

It’s okay, it’s okay

Please, baby, don’t look away