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letra de olive oil - oswin benjamin

[intro]
momma pray for me with the olive oil
momma pray for me with the olive oil

[verse 1]
uh
leave your hand up off my wheel, no, no
don’t need no chauffeur
handle on the drive
i kyrie the notion
i don’t need yo two cents
keep that in your loafers
turn powder into milk
the bed to a sofa
syrup with the wonder bread
praying to jehovah
water with the lemon drops held a n-gg- over
wet dreaming of being in chocha
day dreaming of being older watching arnold, gerard and olga
before the focus
before life approached us
n-gg-s have the glow in a world full of [?]
divinely selected
unaware i’m chosen
delayed by my collar bone
the weight on my shoulder
baptized in creatine, i wait in the water
momma insufficient funds, late at the alter
olive oil when she prayed for us, god
phone off but i still can’t stray from the lord, no, no

[chorus]
my momma prayed for me
when i couldn’t pray for myself, my momma prayed for me (momma prayed, momma prayed)
when i couldn’t find no one else, my momma prayed for me (my momma prayed, momma prayed)
oh ho, y’all better be glad my momma prayed for me (my momma)
you better pray i have mercy on you

[verse 2]
either weren’t enough oil or momma didn’t pray that good
i took a toke and saw the demons in an old backwood
ain’t no rhythm dancing with devils with a long flat foot
and two left feet
cuffing hearts with intent to cardiac arrest me
condemned but you bless me
on the road with the one above, y’all would detest me
use my name just to press my b-ttons, they love to oppress me
luke cage to the hatred, endured durable p-ssion p-ssive
the fact that my flesh weak
depressed, but the best me on the way now
pray to the lord like shuttles [?] the rain down
took a lot of ls, my allen keys open doors
more rays than flanagan, son slept on but they wake now
double minded men unstable in all their ways
spread hate then sing praise, too phony, y’all kevin gates, whoa
olive oil kept the legion away
and the worst situation brought the best out of me

[verse 3]
jeremiah 29:11 on my chest
a permanent reminder that he’s ordering my steps, he took the light in me then put this slight in me
magnetic pull to my virtues in this vice city
and while it’s big to pop a n-gg- for acting shifty
i shimmy out the way to be portrayed as a modern diddy (wow)
exorcising demons, been tired [?] to ensure y’all feel me
through the speakers, ‘fore the reaper come get me
you don’t like me it’s cool
blame god, he sent me
in the valley of death, i still manage to be a lily
i managed to make him proud without this pride in me
the tools i needed to open doors was pried in me
everything time i see olive oil, i’m reminded of sacrifices
every time card momma punched to put the time in
every syrup sandwich that stuck to my stomach lining
the water with lemon lime
every odd to my momma plight, dear god

[chorus]
my momma prayed for me
when i couldn’t pray for myself, my momma prayed for me
when i couldn’t find no one else, my momma prayed for me
oh ho, y’all better be glad my momma prayed for me

- oswin benjamin

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