Testo Okden - DRAM
Testo della canzone Okden (DRAM), tratta dall'album Gahdamn!
Big Baby Dram, I'm from Hampton, baby
And I'm never 'round there, so I might sound crazy
When you hit me up all up on my case about not coming through
It's nothing new, or is it something to do? (Nah)
Okay then
Big Baby Dram, I'm from Hampton, baby
I done made my way out, and it might sound crazy
How in Malibu, I had a stu' session
With this bearded dude named Ricky Rube
I bet you met him too (Nah, never)
Okay then
They pulled they mattress out
Wherever they stayed (Wherever they stayed)
Them fluff they pillows up
And began to lay (And began to lay)
Then they would close their eyes
And pull over the sheets (Pull over the sheets)
And on the subject of me
They slowly went to sleep (They slowly went to sleep)
Big Baby Dram, I'm from Hampton, baby
And my family still there, some looking at me crazy
'Cause all summer long, they ask me how my day job is coming along
Said that making songs won't work at all (Work?)
Okay then
They ain't know (They really didn't)
They ain't know (They couldn't figure)
They ain't know (Now they treat me different)
They ain't know (The same Hampton nigga)
Big Baby Dram, I'm from Hampton, baby
With a chip on my shoulder that's been tryna outweigh me
It's some heavy shit, tryna keep a level head with steadiness
Giving you no reasons for forgetting this
Okay then, we changing the scene for the better
Women, weed, and weather
I wanna cut a joint with Kendrick, but it must be special
I step in places all dreaded like, "He must be ghetto"
These racist faces look at mine and get unfucking settled
Get off my back, the chip on my shoulder's a boulder
Any minute, niggas might tip over, and then it's over
I go over shit a million times with all my niggas and my team
Some are both, some just one, colorblind, it's only green
I used to see red like it was blood in my eye
Bad bitches blow the dust out my eye
And as I'm rubbing her thighs, I think
Of yours that were off-limits, aw, nah
Now you turned on 'cause your boy winning, tough loss
Coast to coast with it like Gervin (Ball)
Give me four weeks, then I'm splurging (Ball)
High school reunion in a foreign (That's balling)
A small fraction of the cash I got from touring, very important
All in all, I can't forget where I'm from
I'm a Hampton nigga, I'm a Hampton nigga
I said, all in all, I can't forget where I'm from
I'm a Hampton nigga, I'm a Hampton nigga
I'm a Hampton nigga, I'm from Hampton, nigga
But I'm gone
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Writer(s): Nate Nathan Fox, Shelley Marshaun Massenburg-smith
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