Ima by Oscar (Rap) Lyrics
[Chorus]
I'ma make it thats no lie
I’ma grind till the day I die
I'ma shoot for the stars in the sky
Fuck you it's goodbye
Stop playin “I Spy”
Just focus on another Guy
I’m tryna look fly
I'ma have patience, I'ma live life
With my wife
This ain't no game its real life
[Verse 1]
You bitches change like the season for no reason
Don't start leavin and expect to come back in when its hot breezin I ain't cheatin
I'ma be a star I'ma make it past mars
I’ma have a garage full of foreign cars
I’ma tell my small family “This is ours”
I'ma tell my family we made it
I’m never going to quit
I'm going to make it bit by bit
This ain't cockyness its confindece
Fuck that Laziness, what's the meaning of happiness
I’m not gonna make crappiness
Fuck that depressed and sadness
I'ma make tracks, I'ma count stackts
I'ma count stacks back to back to back and they all finna be in my Jansport backpack
Baby said she love me, I know she don't
I'ma be unknown
If you're fake you're gonna get blown
I'ma have my own throne
Get the fuck out my fucking zone
[Chorus]
I'ma make it thats no lie
I'ma grind till the day I die
I'ma shoot for the stars in the sky
Fuck you it's goodbye
Stop playin “I Spy”
Just focus on another Guy
I'm tryna look fly
I'ma have patience, I'ma live life
With my wife
This ain't no game its real life
[Verse 2]
Finna start rappin, finna make the fast money
Hope I don't turn into a chubby bunny
Y'all is dummies Y'all ain't my buddies
Y'all is funny
I'ma call y'all dunny
Finna pull up in the foreign
I don't want the color to be orange
I'ma be full of knowledge
I'ma make it to college
New doors finna open, I'ma hear callins
They wanna see my fallin
If I do, I'ma get my ass up and keep ballin
I'm never stoppin
More doin less talkin
Stop hatin, I'm going to be waiting
What's my ratin?
Some people started fadin
I'm glad cause I don't want them hatin
I'ma make it thats no lie
I’ma grind till the day I die
I'ma shoot for the stars in the sky
Fuck you it's goodbye
Stop playin “I Spy”
Just focus on another Guy
I’m tryna look fly
I'ma have patience, I'ma live life
With my wife
This ain't no game its real life
[Verse 1]
You bitches change like the season for no reason
Don't start leavin and expect to come back in when its hot breezin I ain't cheatin
I'ma be a star I'ma make it past mars
I’ma have a garage full of foreign cars
I’ma tell my small family “This is ours”
I'ma tell my family we made it
I’m never going to quit
I'm going to make it bit by bit
This ain't cockyness its confindece
Fuck that Laziness, what's the meaning of happiness
I’m not gonna make crappiness
Fuck that depressed and sadness
I'ma make tracks, I'ma count stackts
I'ma count stacks back to back to back and they all finna be in my Jansport backpack
Baby said she love me, I know she don't
I'ma be unknown
If you're fake you're gonna get blown
I'ma have my own throne
Get the fuck out my fucking zone
[Chorus]
I'ma make it thats no lie
I'ma grind till the day I die
I'ma shoot for the stars in the sky
Fuck you it's goodbye
Stop playin “I Spy”
Just focus on another Guy
I'm tryna look fly
I'ma have patience, I'ma live life
With my wife
This ain't no game its real life
[Verse 2]
Finna start rappin, finna make the fast money
Hope I don't turn into a chubby bunny
Y'all is dummies Y'all ain't my buddies
Y'all is funny
I'ma call y'all dunny
Finna pull up in the foreign
I don't want the color to be orange
I'ma be full of knowledge
I'ma make it to college
New doors finna open, I'ma hear callins
They wanna see my fallin
If I do, I'ma get my ass up and keep ballin
I'm never stoppin
More doin less talkin
Stop hatin, I'm going to be waiting
What's my ratin?
Some people started fadin
I'm glad cause I don't want them hatin