Oak Ballad

Oak BallaD

You know what it is when I come around
I don't got the time to be fucking round

Yea
I’m moving up
I remember when I wasn’t cool enough
In high school to get into the clubs
With all the popping people
But I knew I was
Greater than they saw me for
They ain’t never see me for my ceiling they just saw my floor
I’m out that door
I’m on to newer heights I’m climbing
I don’t always take the faster route
Ain’t nobody been on fewer flights than I been
That’s the truth
I don’t travel very long
I don’t got no carry on
So instead I carry on

You know what it is when I come around
I don't got the time to be fucking round
You know what it is when I come around
I don't got the time to be fucking round

Yea
Yea
My money stacks it isn’t spendable
I write my truth
You know my pen dependable
I’m never fake I never flip
That’s just not what I’m meant to do

You know what it is when I come around
I don't got the time to be fucking round