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OSKAR O. - five lyrics

Artist: OSKAR O.

album: Sleep It Off


I only get this bread for you
You tell me all the home boys say hi
They wanna know if I eat the fries
And I don't cause
I only get this bread for you
And baby I wanna talk all night
But I gotta clock in at 5
At Five, at five, five on the dot I'm
Dreaming on the clock oh
Five, five on the dot oh
Five, five five o'clock oh
I'll Dress you from your earrings to your shoes
Impress you, never stressing, making moves
You loved me from the start and so you'll always have my heart
And when I'm flipping burgers all I'm thinking of is you
Imma get you on that one way to me
After that its always one one for me
I pray you see me through
I stray but I come through
Jeans are fading, they still blue
I think today I died a minute but later I came to
I been doing drugs but imma stop em
Fuck I don't know why told you
Want you to know I think we can be sober
I'm just depressed
Putting money before rest
And I been hurting for so many days
I can't pretend
Think of my friends and
Baby you the best one
Think of shit
You don't even remember that you said once
Saw you in July, imma see you in December
Gonna be a while but its enough that I remember girl
That I only get this bread for you
You tell me all the home boys say hi
They wanna know if I eat the fries
And I don't cause
I only get this bread for you
And baby I wanna talk all night
But I gotta clock in at 5
At five, at five, five on the dot I'm
Dreaming on the clock oh
Five, five on the dot oh
Five, five five o'clock oh
You bless me from the bedroom to the booth
Nobody ever love me like you do
I miss being around ain't been living in the now
I ain't even saved the numbers of the girls I've taken out
I been sleeping all day after I get home
So I ain't even really got the breath for these hoes
Took my love around the block and you still the one
I'm putting hours on the clock and leaving time for your calls
So baby ring me up
We met back in school, and that shit wasn't for me
Imma set up shop while you grinding on the degree
I been on my headset at the drive through
Waiting on my break so I can text you, girl
Iced, one espresso shot, two sugar pump vanilla
Sorry sir my manager said only one refiller
Ain't nobody tipping me for bullshit on the daily
At least my brew is free, it's only money that I'm saving girl
Cause I only get this bread for you
You tell me all the home boys say hi
They wanna know if I eat the fries
And I don't cause
I only get this bread for you
And baby I wanna talk all night
But I gotta clock in at 5
Cause I only get this bread for you
You tell me all the home boys say hi
They wanna know if I eat the fries
And I don't cause
I don't fucking know whatever
I only get this bread for you
I only get this bread for you
I only get this bread for you
I only get this bread for you

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