J-Alta - City of Oaks lyrics

(Intro: J-Alta) We live? Bet (Verse 1: J-Alta) f** y'all mad at me for I just work hard and I dream more I connect with y'all like IV's They don't give they all, me I bleed more I feel I'm bout to blow, thats C4 Expanding my vision, tryna see more And she getting mad cause that autocorrect Putting other hoes names on my keyboard Tryna find myself in the city of oaks By myself in the city of oaks Circle of friends gone nonexistent I'm distant with people I thought that was close That's old hoes, my old girl, my family and my friends sh** Everyone that said they was ride or die did suicide on our friendship Make it rain on a stripper that's how i shed tears Your man broke ya heart girl I got the fix here Say you want real but can't recognize sh** And I can't give the world, if you ain't ready for the sh** Whoa, uh ready for the sh** Grinding so hard cause I'm ready for this sh** Rappers on my plate, and they say I'm moving weight Cause these others rappers light, but I'm heavy in this b**h uh Yea, gotta catch the beat Playing my songs you gon catch the heat Grew up pretty good but I catch the streets When they see you bout to eat, they attack with beef Slight return at Kingdom Kome, and I'm getting love, cause I move substance One hater still mean mugging, when he near me he don't do nothing sh** running through my mental Problem is got no one to vent to So I get on these beats and I talk to these strangers And hope they feel what I been through Yo I'm on the phone with the newspaper, got a model right by my side I'm just expressing my thoughts while I'm having thoughts of getting that Express off her thighs Check trying to find myself in the city of oaks By myself in the city of oaks Chasing these dreams that are near impossbile But still I feel that they close Listen my heart dropping cause I told my mother That I'm unhappy in this muhf**a I go to work like I'm wanting that But I got these bills, ain't made a dime off rap Huh? I'm thinking f** this Can't imagine this life that I now been stuck with Laying in her bed after being in them guts While she texting back who she in love with And I got this other girl, every time that she cook for me Thinking in my head she would be the perfect look for me And I'd be lying if I said I didn't care But the f** am I to do when the feelings ain't there And I got this girl yea couldve beem my next But every time we talk she be bringing up her ex I know this other girl yea she could've been the one But for us to be grown, she be acting so young Then I got you, I was More than a friend to you Pick you up just to take you to them interviews Uh, used to hold yo a** down Now I take a look around you nowhere to be found Damn, city of oaks By myself in the city of oaks All I ask is you hold on Cause when we getting bread, we gon toast Check it, Get cut quick if you on f** sh** Cause I don't got the time for that dumb sh** Rather take my mind off these problems Wrap her legs around, and make her cum quick Last night I had caught up with Kaleigh How much we've grown this sh** crazy Just some Statesville kids with some big dreams So let's pour some drinks till we wavy Let's pour some drinks till we wavy Said let's pour some drinks till we wavy Just some Statesville kids with some big dreams So let's pour some drinks till we wavy Tryna find myself in the city of oaks By myself in the city of oaks (x3)