III. Telegraph Ave. ("Oakland" By Lloyd)

Power 106, LA, it's yeah girl, Yesi Ortiz

Got some brand new music

I need you to turn it up, and let me know what you think

It's Lloyd, called Oakland, On Power 106

I was making Japanese, and she's watching DVDs

In Oakland, in Oakland

Now I'm driving up the 5, and she waits till I arrive

In Oakland, in Oakland

Everything that I wanted, only gotta drive for the moment

If you tell me turn around, then I'm on it

For the moment, but you know me

You know how I get when I'm lonely

And I think about you in the moment

But everything you do is so Oakland, so Oakland

Foot on the gas, I'm just trying to pass

All the red lights, and the stop signs

I'm ready to go

Before I get to the Bay, babe, that's a problem

Because I'm way too scared to call, and you might get me to stay no

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

Everything that I needed, now I that I got you in your feelings

Everything you won't say, tweet it

And a **** don't like that sh** at all

So treat it

Can we just roll with the feeling?

Can we just roll for a minute?

Wait a minute

Foot on the gas, I'm just tryna pass

All the red lights, and the stop signs

I'm ready to go

But I'm really not ready girl, that's a problem

'Cause I'm way too scared to fall, and I know that you choose to stay no

All the girlfriends saying here we go again

Rich kid but he act like a gentleman

Last one didn't end like it should've been

Two dates and he still wanna get it in

And they saying it's because of the internet

Try it once and it's on to the next chick

X to the O face on your exes, right?

And we can do the same thing if you wanna have better

When your thoughts can't breathe and you thinkin' asthmatic

And you wanna be a mom and I wasn't mad at her

I was thinkin' about me, I'd be really bad at it

'Cause I was thinkin' about me, weeks in Dubai

Fourth of July, house in Kauai, yeah we can try

So let's try

Whoa, whoa

I took off my nine to five, but you still don't have the time to kiss me

Just hit me

And if I left you all alone, would you still pick up the phone?

It's iffy, you miss me

I got furniture to move, and we'll both be thirty soon

In Oakland, in Oakland

The only one I know is you, so the **** I'm supposed to do?

In Oakland, in Oakland

In Oakland, in Oakland

In Oakland, in Oakland

In Oakland, in Oakland

In Oakland, in Oakland