Volar
Yeah
I'm back, okay
What's that
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Little Scarface, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Percs in my hand given to me by the doctor
I'm taking two now, floating in pools now
Little Scarface, but I don't have friends
So if you ride with me please do it 'til the end
I don't have much but I'm doing what I can
So let me have my moment if I'm feeling like the man
600 dollars in my wallet, oh man
I'ma save up, I'ma turn it to a band
I'ma raise up 'bove the sea and the sand
They thought I wouldn't make it, guess they had to cancel plans
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Little Scarface, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Everything is okay, full speed ahead all gas no brakes
Brother doing good and my mama feels great
Focused on the colors I don't wanna see gray
I've been picking the pieces, they fall like the seasons
You came uninvited, I'm calling it treason
They playing my songs now the room overheating
It's me and Volar yeah we tagging and teaming
I don't even know what I want right now
Feet on the ground and my heads in the clouds
Maybe one day I'll just figure it out
When I count all my blessings I count by the ounce
My time is money so what's the amount
Savor each second I'm making it count
Feel like I'm Simba the way that I roar
Don't know the future but one things for sure
Everything's okay
Everything's OK (feat. Kwajo) Video (MV)
Performed By: Ace Volar
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: DeChristopher Wyche, Nathan Nyamedi
Ace Volar - Everything's OK (feat. Kwajo) Lyrics
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Volar
Yeah
I'm back, okay
What's that
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Little Scarface, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Percs in my hand given to me by the doctor
I'm taking two now, floating in pools now
Little Scarface, but I don't have friends
So if you ride with me please do it 'til the end
I don't have much but I'm doing what I can
So let me have my moment if I'm feeling like the man
600 dollars in my wallet, oh man
I'ma save up, I'ma turn it to a band
I'ma raise up 'bove the sea and the sand
They thought I wouldn't make it, guess they had to cancel plans
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Little Scarface, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Everything is okay, full speed ahead all gas no brakes
Brother doing good and my mama feels great
Focused on the colors I don't wanna see gray
I've been picking the pieces, they fall like the seasons
You came uninvited, I'm calling it treason
They playing my songs now the room overheating
It's me and Volar yeah we tagging and teaming
I don't even know what I want right now
Feet on the ground and my heads in the clouds
Maybe one day I'll just figure it out
When I count all my blessings I count by the ounce
My time is money so what's the amount
Savor each second I'm making it count
Feel like I'm Simba the way that I roar
Don't know the future but one things for sure
Everything's okay
Yeah
I'm back, okay
What's that
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Little Scarface, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Percs in my hand given to me by the doctor
I'm taking two now, floating in pools now
Little Scarface, but I don't have friends
So if you ride with me please do it 'til the end
I don't have much but I'm doing what I can
So let me have my moment if I'm feeling like the man
600 dollars in my wallet, oh man
I'ma save up, I'ma turn it to a band
I'ma raise up 'bove the sea and the sand
They thought I wouldn't make it, guess they had to cancel plans
Everything is okay, they tell me make a theme song
Really I just wanna hit the booth and make a me song
Runnin' away, acid wash jeans on
Vans super dirty but it's cool 'cause I skate
I just want plays, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Little Scarface, I'm feeling like a martyr
She just want bands baby I can't be a father
Everything is okay, full speed ahead all gas no brakes
Brother doing good and my mama feels great
Focused on the colors I don't wanna see gray
I've been picking the pieces, they fall like the seasons
You came uninvited, I'm calling it treason
They playing my songs now the room overheating
It's me and Volar yeah we tagging and teaming
I don't even know what I want right now
Feet on the ground and my heads in the clouds
Maybe one day I'll just figure it out
When I count all my blessings I count by the ounce
My time is money so what's the amount
Savor each second I'm making it count
Feel like I'm Simba the way that I roar
Don't know the future but one things for sure
Everything's okay
Writer: DeChristopher Wyche, Nathan Nyamedi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid