Nasty C ● Dear Oliver

Dear Oliver Lyrics



[Verse 1]
Dear Oliver, it’s your dad speakin’
I’m out in Cape Town makin’ magic
In this hat reachin’, for a rabbit or maybe a parakeet
You give me drive like I toss you a pair of keys
I thought...⇣ More

Dear Oliver Lyrics



[Verse 1]
Dear Oliver, it’s your dad speakin’
I’m out in Cape Town makin’ magic
In this hat reachin’, for a rabbit or maybe a parakeet
You give me drive like I toss you a pair of keys
I thought before I’d have you I would’ve asked your mama to marry me
But here I am with this ringless finger and no dirt on my knee
A month away ‘til you breathe the air that I breathe
It’s 5AM in this booth and I would not leave until I-
Yeah
‘Til I finish this letter and rap it to Ebenez
Let him record it and make sure it sounded heavenly
I’ve been workin’ on things so you could meet the better me
I put my hand on your mother’s tummy and fall asleep
I’m just hopin’ you kick your way into your father’s dreams
I got the rompers waitin’ for you, you just wait and see
Split me how you want with your mama, y’all get all of me, yeah
I’ve never been so fuckin’ nervous in my whole life
I flew back home to tell my dad I made a whole life
Got some advice and took some time to get my dome right
I paid your granny the traditional way
Zulu man so it only became official that day, yabo? Bro
When I get to hold you I’ll come back to this mic and I’ll tell you some more

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]

(Ayy)
June 25 you arrived
I have to be the happiest man alive
Thankful to the big Guy in the sky, you survived
All praises to the most High
When I heard your first cry the first time, you heard mine
I couldn’t even hold it in, it just escaped me
Looked at bae like “We just made a baby, this is crazy “
Used to wanna die young, now I wanna touch eighty
And these pampers ain’t cheap, so if you owe me better pay me, yeah
I’m such a lucky guy, I can’t lie
I bought your crib for nothing, you sleep in my arms fine
I thought before I’d have you I’d live to see cars fly
But here I am in this traffic hoping I make it on time
Calculating ETA with the midwife on the line
And this IvySon shit my religion
Still saved by the Son but there’s one I call mine
My boy, yeah

[Outro]
And it’s been about a month since you touched down
This was meant to be, I feel it in my gut now
Son you’ve given me a whole new reason to conquer
If anybody touch you, I swear I’ll show them a monster
Rip them apart and turn them red, [?] like lobster
Your mother named you after [?]
A purest soul I’ve ever met
An angel in the form of a rockstar
May he rest in eternal peace
I’m not privy to God’s plans but I know that he’s earned a seat
And I’m confident certainly, yeah

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