Chase Moore - That's OK lyrics

[Intro: Illmac] Check your voicemail, ho You can point that finger at me, that's OK You don't really love me, but that's OK That's OK [Hook: Illmac] You can point that finger at me You can blame and judge me, and that's OK That's OK, that's OK But you don't really love me like you think you love me I can feel it, and that's OK That's OK I can feel it That's OK [Verse 1: Illmac] 1 AM, take a spin Push a Camry, wonder why the f** it ain't a Benz Found a message in a bottle bathing in this Jameson Walk a mile in my shoes The box they came in is my ATM 2 AM, phone buzzin' I got it on my own, so I don't owe nothin' Watch the vultures circle, see them hoes comin' They tell me I got trust issues, but I don't trust 'em [Hook: Illmac] You can point that finger at me You can blame and judge me, and that's OK That's OK, that's OK But you don't really love me like you think you love me I can feel it, and that's OK That's OK I can feel it That's OK [Verse 2: Illmac] 3 AM, smoke and drink 4 AM, load the beat Go to sleep, uh Life's a song, no repeat So to speak Head spinnin' I can feel the planets' orbit You try to buy my love, but you can't afford it Said I'm always talking in my sleep I asked if she remembered what I say She say, "You told me that you're living out a dream So you can never tell when you're awake." Damn [Interlude: Illmac] You can point that finger at me, that's OK That's OK, that's OK You don't really love me, but that's OK That's OK, that's OK [Hook: Illmac] You can point that finger at me You can blame and judge me, and that's OK That's OK, that's OK But you don't really love me like you think you love me I can feel it, and that's OK That's OK I can feel it That's OK [Verse 3: Illmac] Right 5 AM, future bright for me Can't afford to dream rich and spend my time poorly Women ride for me Demons write for me Devil on my shoulder, telling his life story Head spinnin', planets' orbit Gave you time when you were asking for it Tried to sell your soul, but you can't afford it I don't trust 'em, I've been hustlin' Trying to function off of substance Pack my luggage, I got baggage You can blame, you saw that comin' [Bridge 1: Illmac] Saw that comin', saw that comin' You can point the finger at me, that's OK That's OK, that's OK Saw that comin', saw that comin' You don't really love me, but that's OK Saw that comin', that's OK Saw that comin', that's OK [Bridge 2: Illmac] You can point that finger at me, that's OK You don't really love me, but that's OK That's OK [Hook: Illmac] You can point that finger at me You can blame and judge me, and that's OK That's OK, that's OK But you don't really love me like you think you love me I can feel it, and that's OK That's OK I can feel it That's OK [Outro: Illmac] You can point the finger at me, that's OK You don't really love me, but that's OK That's OK, that's OK