Lyrics:
and me will end up in a big house
On Oakwood (On Oakwood)
On Oakwood (On Oakwood)
On Oakwood (On Oakwood)
On Oakwood (In K Town)
It feel way better that we
Huh
What
Mxney
Boom!
Oakwood baby
Oakwood baby
Oakwood baby
Oakwood baby
All my niggas get bread cause we some trap junkies
Let that bitch give me
hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive
Bring me hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive
And i will drive away, from the old river drive
And i will keep
5 on a Thursday you hit me up
"Meet me in Kettering"
4 games in before we say
I need a drink
Damn I miss those days
Pit stops in oakwood
Darts
the pleasant heat
Oakwood's old fashion lookin' jews
Old dudes at Rainbow bar and grill
The pacific ocean view from Malibu
The flowers, palm trees
hearted photographs in my mind that I can't shed
And every late night out on Oakwood's been swept away by the train tracks
That I never thought my love
fly, fly high.
It's written in your DNc to shine so shine.
Mississippi dreaming during sunny days.
Overnight, growing during luna's phases.
Oakwood
playing but look
Oakwood flows, bottled up these problems, tryna take them out
No one knows but always think about if we gon' make it out
Could hardly
suspenseful, cause now I got a impulse
to give you insults wrote with a pencil (bitch)
and waste the paper on you, choppin down the oakwood
Cause everything
rapper
Oh, look, my notebook looks smoke-cooked
Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove, soot
Charred debris floatin' like Oakwood was
smoke-cooked
Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove, soot
Charred debris floatin' like Oakwood was burnin'
Return of the no good and I won't
the set of Badbadnotgood
Lionel asked what happened I said it's bad bad, not good
Just take me to the Cedars-Sinai off of Oakwood
Gettin' there, family
through your hood and any locality, head back to Queens
Piped out seats, Oakwood mb cord speakers
Bumpin' out old shit
That made me think of Old Easters
through your hood and any locality, head back to Queens
Piped out seats, Oakwood MB cord speakers
Bumpin' out old shit
That made me think of Old Easters
my brother from the Surf Club
Damn that nigga always kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke good at the Oakwoods
And have girls fall through like
goin'
Goin' goin' goin' goin'
I can do it so good, you can call me Oakwood,
Beat it like a triple X star
I run like a marathon,
Make you wanna tell
of trying, no lack of sighing 'loo'
Weave songs of loving late, dream songs of dying
Recite the oakwood flame, rings count my olden days
I've seen
She's gonna make it on her own
Yea
she's on her own yea
Mom lives down in Gretna working at the Oakwood mall
Hasn't seen her Alex since Katrina conquered
On a mantle, made of oakwood,
There's a photograph from my childhood.
It was taken in the desert, early light
I look a lot like a leprechaun
drink
Oakwood, water, peat and barley
Hail whisky king
Darach, uisge, mòine, eòrna
Hail whisky king
Whisky king, whisky king
Pour us something to drink
at Oakwood
University yeah the world be trying to burden me
But Jesus keeps on urging me to keep walking with certainty
So I slow my role like I'm chillin
the black sheep
U already know the the best
KnoTribe
Oakwood
Say it with ya chest ahhh
up)
Miles College (Lift it up)
Stillman (Lift it up)
Selma (Lift it up)
Tuskegee (Lift it up)
Oakwood
Lift every voice and sing
Till earth and Heaven
towards the redemption
The forest lives
The flavour of the Autumn coming
Was nearly almost there
When the oakwoods through the valley
Started to feel
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