Lyrics:
got casted by brand new bodies, it's up there well leave it there (B****) he said it's on with me I wnt dodge him, its war time they sliding, for four
'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they frequent
From 19, to 2019, been murderin' this
Oh so you want it like this huh
cight
Follow me follow me follow me
Produced By Sikk
Every time I speak
Man the flow just reeks
Of the hot shit I
mixing thru the night
Ion wanna say this
Fuck it imma say it
Call me Oscar cuz you know I'm living on an oasis
Shawty way too pretty but I feel a little
or no Monday either
I'm fucked up, seeing planets and stars
Weed, X pills and Xanax bars
I'm fucked up, uppers downers what ever you like
Everybody
Yeah yeah, uhh, uh-huh
Brand Nubian, yeah yeah, check it
Intro/Chorus:
You don't have to drive a fancy car
Just for you to be
), and the days go by, by and by and by""
Verse Two (Rhymer/Educator):""Disappointed then repointed, a brand new direction I’m now enjoying, I wanted perfection,
and A train
Now I got 6 homes, 10 cars, 8 names
I might be Charles Johnson, John Bronson
Oscar Martinez, Omar Swanson
And don't front, I'm jingelin baby
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I sold him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it, at a hour just
pretending just play it by the book.
I realistically don't give a.
I hit it like a fucking sledgehammer,
How they cannot see that baffles me.
I'm bringing
broke at the time and I couldn't afford it, you know
I was like, fuck, man
Can't afford this, so let me break it into little parts and stuff, you know
Is
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
a little off your soles
You got a lot around your feet motherfuckers not a little bit
(Wipe that shit off your soles)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Kool Keith]
[Featuring Master P Silkk The Shocker]
[Master P]
Ain't No Woman Like My Momma (12x)
[Chorus]
Momma Life Ain't Cool
Tell Me What
Thankful for my parents
Shoutout to my Dad
Rosé got next
She's gonna be the best
Oscar's in a few
Black tux at the Met
ADA rep the set
You know that's
to Wingham
Weak in the knees, I'ma go ahead and shin them
The way I move these tracks, they should call me Oscar Bingham
Or maybe Oscar Wilde, play wright but
learned the game and flip the script, that's how I got the Oscar
This music shit got Ty moving like we Dame and Biggs
I'm just aggressive by nature, that's
that we should
Move up a little bit form our parents' station and each
And each generation should do a little bit better
Alright, come on, let's
Quitting ain't an option
Tryna get my name popping so I'm staying up and writing
For like 3 years, I been grinding
Year 10 I was putting school to the side
on a
brand new album! Yes! Oooh, it's gonna be out later this year. And we may, or we may not, you never
know, have another four top ten singles, thanks to you
Today I'm just talking shit
I ain't worrying, I ain't hurrying
'Cause you know that I'm on one
You're a hater like a jaded loud mouth fisherman
all up on the mic and chop reality?
Anytime I come, they's around the party
I'mma jump on the mic with the Brand New Heavies and
Ooh, lots of talk, ?
at the mattress
Give that girl a Oscar she bad like a actress
She to die for she way to attractive
She a ten times more she's hard to imagine
Imagine this she drop
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
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