Oakland lyrics

[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 f*ck you to whoever wanna say hi
Im p*ssed, 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 sh*t, 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 f*cked up
Real real bad
We used to be perfect
Now im really really p*ssed
Randy was our 3rd wheel
How’s he the one kissed
You b*tch
f*ck you
All the sh*t we went through
For this
I loved you
U thought I killed the pus*y, so lemme be clear
Im such a pus*y now I won’t be hear