Rory Fresco - Oshea & OJ lyrics
[Rory Fresco - Oshea & OJ lyrics]
Don't know why I feel so far away
Demons on my heels hope they go away
All I know is real, I don't know fake, OK
We can do it my way, your way OK
Now I'm rocking Dolce
And you know my chain is full of OShea
Sipping on mimosas not that OJ
Get it if you want it I'm not gonna wait
All I want to do is get more play
Remember when I was working for the low wage
Getting higher money at a low age
Fuck around and beat you at your own game
Never been a motherfucking no name
Now I'm blowing up like propane
Everywhere we go they know your name
How they sending for me but got no aim
Okay, yeah i got all this
I don't want to feel
Shit pop another champagne
I just want a real bitch
I'm just tired of playing games
When I hit the kill switch
They gon' feel the damn imma get a million
Need Christina Milian bitch I'm
Can't nobody stear me wrong
Can't nobody make me sorry
Ain't nobody make me Rory
All I did was write the story
They did all the talking for me
Might as well be a motherfucking informant
I don't talk to people they
Might try to record it
Niggas run they mouth like "Oh
This is just a warning"
I'm just lucky I'm the one that they don't
Don't know why I feel so far away
Demons on my heels hope they go away
All I know is real, I don't know fake, OK
We can do it my way, your way OK
Now I'm rocking Dolce
And you know my chain is full of OShea
Sipping on mimosas not that OJ
Get it if you want it I'm not gonna wait
All I want to do is get more play
Remember when I was working for the low wage
Getting higher money at a low age
Fuck around and beat you at your own game
Demons on my heels hope they go away
All I know is real, I don't know fake, OK
We can do it my way, your way OK
Now I'm rocking Dolce
And you know my chain is full of OShea
Sipping on mimosas not that OJ
Get it if you want it I'm not gonna wait
All I want to do is get more play
Remember when I was working for the low wage
Getting higher money at a low age
Fuck around and beat you at your own game
Never been a motherfucking no name
Now I'm blowing up like propane
Everywhere we go they know your name
How they sending for me but got no aim
Okay, yeah i got all this
I don't want to feel
Shit pop another champagne
I just want a real bitch
I'm just tired of playing games
When I hit the kill switch
They gon' feel the damn imma get a million
Need Christina Milian bitch I'm
Can't nobody stear me wrong
Can't nobody make me sorry
Ain't nobody make me Rory
All I did was write the story
They did all the talking for me
Might as well be a motherfucking informant
I don't talk to people they
Might try to record it
Niggas run they mouth like "Oh
This is just a warning"
I'm just lucky I'm the one that they don't
Don't know why I feel so far away
Demons on my heels hope they go away
All I know is real, I don't know fake, OK
We can do it my way, your way OK
Now I'm rocking Dolce
And you know my chain is full of OShea
Sipping on mimosas not that OJ
Get it if you want it I'm not gonna wait
All I want to do is get more play
Remember when I was working for the low wage
Getting higher money at a low age
Fuck around and beat you at your own game