Yeah uhuh
So fresh and so clean
Early in the morning I'm just sitting on the Patio
Outkast bumping on my audio headphones Thinking times when I was running as a kid
Doing 3k I'm an outcast so they call me free-k
I was tryna be a big boy since the pre-k
Big dreamer, I believe in me, yeah, yeah
They can't hate on my game
Cause I was working through the rain
Put respect on my name
They don't even know my strength
Got some fam who be immigrants
At the time I was ignorant Causing trouble With the privileged white
Kids Only Mexican at the school
Grandma getting mad Cause I couldn't keep My cool
Had a Deported dad yeah , yeah He told me I'll Be a better man in him
Yeah Better pay the way, orale, andale, yeah
Like the frijoles getting cold, I'm on my way
Mama working tough so we have a place to Stay, yeah
Five kids, how was she working with her pay, Rate
Five kids, now I wonder how she feel if I make It
They can't hate on my game
Cause I was working through the rain
Put respect upon my name They don't even Know my strength
When I'm thinking bout my strength Thinking Bout my mama
Flossing up my collar even if we shop at Fallas
Independency, it come with patience, just Believe
Just know New York wasn't built in one day, Don't make me repeat
Like a parakeet, my heart go boom, boom, Boom to the beat
Some days I couldn't sleep As I rub my eyes, Time flies, I just need
A breather If it's music, then I'll be there
Good times, bad times, I'll be there
Been stuck on the patio, so adios, I gotta go, I Gotta go, I gotta go
Oskeezy
Oskeezyyy
A.K.A. Oskee
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Yeah uhuh
So fresh and so clean
Early in the morning I'm just sitting on the Patio
Outkast bumping on my audio headphones Thinking times when I was running as a kid
Doing 3k I'm an outcast so they call me free-k
I was tryna be a big boy since the pre-k
Big dreamer, I believe in me, yeah, yeah
They can't hate on my game
Cause I was working through the rain
Put respect on my name
They don't even know my strength
Got some fam who be immigrants
At the time I was ignorant Causing trouble With the privileged white
Kids Only Mexican at the school
Grandma getting mad Cause I couldn't keep My cool
Had a Deported dad yeah , yeah He told me I'll Be a better man in him
Yeah Better pay the way, orale, andale, yeah
Like the frijoles getting cold, I'm on my way
Mama working tough so we have a place to Stay, yeah
Five kids, how was she working with her pay, Rate
Five kids, now I wonder how she feel if I make It
They can't hate on my game
Cause I was working through the rain
Put respect upon my name They don't even Know my strength
When I'm thinking bout my strength Thinking Bout my mama
Flossing up my collar even if we shop at Fallas
Independency, it come with patience, just Believe
Just know New York wasn't built in one day, Don't make me repeat
Like a parakeet, my heart go boom, boom, Boom to the beat
Some days I couldn't sleep As I rub my eyes, Time flies, I just need
A breather If it's music, then I'll be there
Good times, bad times, I'll be there
Been stuck on the patio, so adios, I gotta go, I Gotta go, I gotta go
Oskeezy
Oskeezyyy
A.K.A. Oskee
So fresh and so clean
Early in the morning I'm just sitting on the Patio
Outkast bumping on my audio headphones Thinking times when I was running as a kid
Doing 3k I'm an outcast so they call me free-k
I was tryna be a big boy since the pre-k
Big dreamer, I believe in me, yeah, yeah
They can't hate on my game
Cause I was working through the rain
Put respect on my name
They don't even know my strength
Got some fam who be immigrants
At the time I was ignorant Causing trouble With the privileged white
Kids Only Mexican at the school
Grandma getting mad Cause I couldn't keep My cool
Had a Deported dad yeah , yeah He told me I'll Be a better man in him
Yeah Better pay the way, orale, andale, yeah
Like the frijoles getting cold, I'm on my way
Mama working tough so we have a place to Stay, yeah
Five kids, how was she working with her pay, Rate
Five kids, now I wonder how she feel if I make It
They can't hate on my game
Cause I was working through the rain
Put respect upon my name They don't even Know my strength
When I'm thinking bout my strength Thinking Bout my mama
Flossing up my collar even if we shop at Fallas
Independency, it come with patience, just Believe
Just know New York wasn't built in one day, Don't make me repeat
Like a parakeet, my heart go boom, boom, Boom to the beat
Some days I couldn't sleep As I rub my eyes, Time flies, I just need
A breather If it's music, then I'll be there
Good times, bad times, I'll be there
Been stuck on the patio, so adios, I gotta go, I Gotta go, I gotta go
Oskeezy
Oskeezyyy
A.K.A. Oskee
Writer: Oscar Hernandez
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