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Jrako - Oscar Proud Lyrics



Jrako - Oscar Proud Lyrics
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Jrako
You know that
You gotta hear me out
If it ain't about the money then I don't know what it's about
Used to be broke with no go
Bitch, look at me now, stressed out
Dirtier than a bitch, had me runnin' wild
Nay, that's my baby, she stay down so she might have my child
Rockin' dark shades, counting' up while I'm smokin' on loud
It's my turn, nigga, you gotta get with it or get down
I don't trust nothin' so I got glock when I ride around
Doin' like 125, ridin' on my mound
Nigga, you can't run from no track, it's gon' hawk you down
Show my white boy a lil' log, he like, holy cow
Come out, run up on me, then float off, all he heard was bow
Young nigga got night vision like he was a owl
Put the whole seven on my back like I'm CJ Stroud
I won't stop rappin' till my whole gang make it out
I love a bitch that can't nobody touch, she be in the house
He don't really get to it for real, he's just runnin' his mouth
Quick turn around, I get my pape, then I'm headin' out
I'm obligated, nigga, it's my cash and I need it now
I'm always schemin' lookin' for a jug like I'm Oscar Proud
I miss my nigga Jamoe, I wanna talk, then I look at the clothes
Pull the tech out and blow the whistle like I called a fall
Yo, niggas can have that next shit, nigga, I'm up now
She leave, I'm on the next, bitch, I ain't gon' sit around
You niggas is not built like me, no, we can't hang around
Truthfully, I ain't never lackin', keep that bang around
I don't even pull in views But they actin' like I'm famous, nah
Shorty left me when I was broke, so I hate her now
Finna take a trip out to Oakland like a raider, huh
Like I'm goin' on a kill streak, I'm on they Radar
Why would I stop at red lights and that's a fast car
In the srt spinnin' this bitch like it's NASCAR
Everybody in this shit got a role, play, your part
I ain't cry or complain, I just stay down and play my cards
Scrap your nuts home, nigga, you gon' eat or you starve
Go big or go home, man, I'm shootin' for the stars
Ever since the baby, I had dreams of me livin' large
I'm a top youngin', I'm the head nigga that's in charge
You ain't really bought that shit you say, nigga, you a fraud
When I was f*cked up, I had no motion, I used to break cars
All my bitch listen to is Nicki, she think she a Barbie
Young, nigga, you know I'm McFly just like Marty
Put a sock in it, make him sit up like I'm Mick Foley
I'ma go buy a hundred guns while I bust a Rollie
Pour me at eight and fade away, now I feel like Kobe
So many chains on my neck, make me feel like Tobey
Bitch, cold as f*ck, swear to God, like she from North Dakota
I feel like I'm Cat, I'm finna take a trip to Minnesota
Bitch, think she pressure but she really look like Baby Yoda
If she got some food cooked and weed rolled, I'm comin' over
This shit got me high as f*ck like I'm, Smokin' Nova, so many colors in my loah, look like Crayola
When a nigga get to goin' up, just know I told you
I ain't really been gettin' no sleep, like I'm drinkin' folders
If a nigga get the ups on me then im going blowing
Every problem I got in a wood, roll that bitch and smoke it
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Jrako
You know that
You gotta hear me out
If it ain't about the money then I don't know what it's about
Used to be broke with no go
Bitch, look at me now, stressed out
Dirtier than a bitch, had me runnin' wild
Nay, that's my baby, she stay down so she might have my child
Rockin' dark shades, counting' up while I'm smokin' on loud
It's my turn, nigga, you gotta get with it or get down
I don't trust nothin' so I got glock when I ride around
Doin' like 125, ridin' on my mound
Nigga, you can't run from no track, it's gon' hawk you down
Show my white boy a lil' log, he like, holy cow
Come out, run up on me, then float off, all he heard was bow
Young nigga got night vision like he was a owl
Put the whole seven on my back like I'm CJ Stroud
I won't stop rappin' till my whole gang make it out
I love a bitch that can't nobody touch, she be in the house
He don't really get to it for real, he's just runnin' his mouth
Quick turn around, I get my pape, then I'm headin' out
I'm obligated, nigga, it's my cash and I need it now
I'm always schemin' lookin' for a jug like I'm Oscar Proud
I miss my nigga Jamoe, I wanna talk, then I look at the clothes
Pull the tech out and blow the whistle like I called a fall
Yo, niggas can have that next shit, nigga, I'm up now
She leave, I'm on the next, bitch, I ain't gon' sit around
You niggas is not built like me, no, we can't hang around
Truthfully, I ain't never lackin', keep that bang around
I don't even pull in views But they actin' like I'm famous, nah
Shorty left me when I was broke, so I hate her now
Finna take a trip out to Oakland like a raider, huh
Like I'm goin' on a kill streak, I'm on they Radar
Why would I stop at red lights and that's a fast car
In the srt spinnin' this bitch like it's NASCAR
Everybody in this shit got a role, play, your part
I ain't cry or complain, I just stay down and play my cards
Scrap your nuts home, nigga, you gon' eat or you starve
Go big or go home, man, I'm shootin' for the stars
Ever since the baby, I had dreams of me livin' large
I'm a top youngin', I'm the head nigga that's in charge
You ain't really bought that shit you say, nigga, you a fraud
When I was f*cked up, I had no motion, I used to break cars
All my bitch listen to is Nicki, she think she a Barbie
Young, nigga, you know I'm McFly just like Marty
Put a sock in it, make him sit up like I'm Mick Foley
I'ma go buy a hundred guns while I bust a Rollie
Pour me at eight and fade away, now I feel like Kobe
So many chains on my neck, make me feel like Tobey
Bitch, cold as f*ck, swear to God, like she from North Dakota
I feel like I'm Cat, I'm finna take a trip to Minnesota
Bitch, think she pressure but she really look like Baby Yoda
If she got some food cooked and weed rolled, I'm comin' over
This shit got me high as f*ck like I'm, Smokin' Nova, so many colors in my loah, look like Crayola
When a nigga get to goin' up, just know I told you
I ain't really been gettin' no sleep, like I'm drinkin' folders
If a nigga get the ups on me then im going blowing
Every problem I got in a wood, roll that bitch and smoke it
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Writer: Jarron Lindsey Jr
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Performed By: Jrako
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Jarron Lindsey Jr
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