[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