G-Eazy

G-Eazy - Oh Well lyrics

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(Intro)

Yea, shout out Big Juice and that champagne he's drinkin’

You know, yea, ah

(Verse)

Circles always small, keep a certain few

Only ever us, just the perfect crew

People ask for help, "can we work with you?"

Got me on the verge of rude

If I may ask you kindly, please fuck off, I got work to do

Movin’ on, every day I'm provin’ on

Came a long ways, they're like damn G you're stupid on

Somethin’ must be in the water, let us know what you be on

Studyin’ my moves and they follow every groove we on

Bad idea to go bad on us

Hop off the bus and get left in a path of dust

Imagine us, if I don't help ‘em, they get mad and fuss

Then they turn bitch and talk shit and start acting sups

Chips are down in my hands a flush

So I flip ‘em off while I grab my nuts

You ain't catchin’ us

Improper grammar, sorry, grandma, but I had to cuss

Fuck ‘em, now I see why these fuck boys mad at us

(Hook)

Heard they was talkin’ sideways

Ah, a word that's what they say?

Ah, I would say it's sad to see you go

But I never gave a fuck ‘bout you anyway

Ohh well, ah

Lately I've been livin’ so swell, ah

If you ain't fuckin’ with us, ohh well

Phony homies always try to ride the coattail

Uh, and don't I know it so well

Oh well x 2

(Verse)

New deal's workin’ out, it's how my money stays in shape

Always draped, in some A.P.C. or bathin’ ape

Life changed, on the day Teas played the tape

I reflect on the journey as I chill and hit the Vape

Now I'm here bitch, need a Roari not a Subaru

Only comin’ throw the party if I get my crew in too

20 deep, no I.Ds, movin’ throw, leave, there's no room for you

Every time you take the stage they booo at you

Ah, movin’ mean gas never losin’ steam

Rap game DiCaprio I should be on the movie screen

But the lab's where I'm usually seen

Pussy boys throwin’ sneak shots, I'm like, who you mean?

No shades of gray here, my wardrobe is jet-black

Fuck boys beware here, that's your cue, sure get back

Regardless of setbacks, I do what I'm best at

That's spit facts, bless tracks and fuck whoes and get stacks

(Hook)

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