Oakland

[Chorus:Childish Gambino and Lloyd]

Because I'm way too scared to call

And you might get me to stay, and oh

I don't really mind the drive

But I think I'd rather die in Oakland, in Oakland

With my hands on two and ten

So I guess it all depends on Oakland, on Oakland

And I'm nervous, truth be told I never saw me growing old

In Oakland, in Oakland

And if I married you tonight It would probably start a riot

In Oakland, in Oakland

Because I'm way too scared to call

And you might get me to stay, and oh

I don't really mind the drive

But I think I'd rather die in Oakland, in Oakland

With my hands on two and ten

So I guess it all depends on Oakland, on Oakland

And I'm nervous, truth be told I never saw me growing old

In Oakland, in Oakland

And if I married you tonight It would probably start a riot in Oakland, in Oakland

[Verse 1]

Oak land where my mind stays fried

With my mindset set to stage 5

Dont mind my words on the stage live

Screaming fuck you to whoever wanna say hi

Im pissed, irritated

This spliff in the reason

That ill spit, been a pain since

That 5th was in my tasters

And I quit

Im sorry but shit, I love you and I always will

But sometimes I gotta leave to get them problems dealt

[Chorus:Childish Gambino and Lloyd] Because I'm way too scared to call

And you might get me to stay, and oh

I don't really mind the drive

But I think I'd rather die in Oakland, in Oakland

With my hands on two and ten

So I guess it all depends on Oakland, on Oakland

And I'm nervous, truth be told I never saw me growing old

In Oakland, in Oakland

And if I married you tonight It would probably start a riot

In Oakland, in Oakland

Because I'm way too scared to call

And you might get me to stay, and oh

I don't really mind the drive

But I think I'd rather die in Oakland, in Oakland

With my hands on two and ten

So I guess it all depends on Oakland, on Oakland

And I'm nervous, truth be told I never saw me growing old

In Oakland, in Oakland

And if I married you tonight It would probably start a riot in Oakland, in Oakland

[Verse 2]

Yea I miss the kids

And yea I miss the fam

Liquor got me fucked up

Real real bad

We used to be perfect

Now im really really pissed

Randy was our 3rd wheel

How’s he the one kissed

You bitch

Fuck you

All the shit we went through

For this

I loved you

U thought I killed the pussy, so lemme be clear

Im such a pussy now I won’t be hear