Oh My Songtext
von Pries

And I was like oh my
Never knew we could get this fly
And I was like oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky
And I was like
Da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
Oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky

I just turned 25

Thank god I′m alive
My nigga wearing a 10 and I ain't talking shoe size
I hope my god bless his soul
I was down the same road
Until I went to college now I′m making 10 for a show
Fucking dimes on the road
Nickel bags on the floor
I'm like give her weed it's gon feel good when I blow


I know Keem is getting restless getting reckless with hoes
We ain′t watching we ain′t knocking yeah we busting down doors
Momma praying for me
Ohh she been praying
We ain't playing homie

Ohh we ain′t playing
Want a Grammy for granny
I want my chick with no panties
I want my daughters living good
I bought a truck for my family

And I was like oh my
Never knew we could get this fly
And I was like oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky
And I was like
Da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
Oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky


Just had a reunion
Yeah my fam looking good
They depending on me I can't lie that shit got me shook
I can′t fail we got bills I can't play by the book
I′m like Eli homie I can fucking see with no looks
I can feel the future
Big house big yard on the water
I can taste the future
Tell her bring us the steaks when we order

And I was like oh my
Never knew we could get this fly
And I was like oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky
And I was like
Da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
Oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky

I got a little more fame than I had last year
Betting at the sports book tell me where the cash is
My people need to protest
Marches influence
If you got it go get it make no excuses
Work till your hands tired
Pray like your hands tied
All I ever had was money power respect and pride

Vamonos over
Rice with the okra
I want my trees on all the head partners

And I was like oh my
Never knew we could get this fly
And I was like oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky
And I was like
Da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
Oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky

I don't wanna leave but I gotta go

Some things that you gotta do
Like leaving all these hoes alone and working in the studio
I got addicted to strong drugs and fast women
Drinking stronger booze I can't believe the lord got me living

I guess god had a different plan
Cause when I got shot at I thought my nigga well god damn
I left my Facebook open
My Twitter too unspoken
My kids raised without a bank account
My nigga I′m chosen
I seen the lowest of lows
Reach the highest of highs
And when this dust settles this is just a drive by
I brush the devil off my shoulder and I never ask why

I got another chance at life then I heard doves cry

And I was like oh my
Never knew we could get this fly
And I was like oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky
And I was like
Da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
Oh my
Shooting for the stars tryna break through the sky