[Lyric] Oatmeal (Pink Siifu & Fly Anakin)

[Intro: Fly Anakin]
Yeah
And I want it so what's up?
Word, word
Word, word
Chuck, what up nigga?
Yeah, yeah
Brooklyn shit
Yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Fly Anakin]
I had to sell plasma too, life was fucking poo
He on the move, now his moves make a move for you
One hell of a black book, moon roof exceptional
I'm telling you, it's only done at discretion, duke
It's not acceptable to take two, it's like an edible
Still in this water with the Merrell sauce, swimming for my dude
I took my noose and wore it on my boot
Sources credible
Get taught to view if you ain't living true
Spirits came my line, whispering "You thе living truth"
Still connected with mine from high school
You know thе root of my problems
Know I'm solid with facing trauma
I'm polluted with violence
Confiscating the turkey bacon, cook my noodles with promise
I hate to reminisce for it, they done got me them dollars
Said we was ignorant, we set the standard higher than college
Get with this sinning shit, Christian niggas work at McDonalds
Peace to the suckers, play the second line at bitches anonymous
[Chorus Pink Siifu + Fly Anakin]
Word, word
XX, thoughts, word
Thoughts crumbling
Shit's crumbling
Just crumbling
Whatever happen, new chapters, I'm just crumblin' herbs (I'm just crumblin' herbs)
It is what it is, let the God do the work (Let the God do the work)
Still everything real and fuck whatever I heard (Fuck whatever I heard)
That's word (That's word)
That's word (That's word)
Whatever happen, new chapters, I'm just crumblin' herbs (I'm just crumblin' herbs)
It is what it is, let the God do the work (Let the God do the work)
Still everything real and fuck whatever I heard (Fuck whatever I heard)
That's word, X
That's word, X (That's word, X)

[Verse 2: Chuck Strangers]
Maintaining balance
If niggas want static, give 'em channel four
I'm demanding more
Dipped to crib with all my winnings, bottom of the ninth inning
Talked to God and I forgive him for the way he had us living
When you down for life, bro, it ain't no quitting
Clock ticking, voices in my head singing
They telling me to go out swinging
Hunger change your disposition when there's only oatmeal in the kitchen
Two bowls help me muster ambition
Bring the Medina to fruition, niggas fold with these conditions
U-turns on the road to perdition, on my own volition
On my own compositions (Facts)
[Chorus: Pink Siifu + Fly Anakin]
Word, word
XX, thoughts, word
Thoughts crumbling
Shit's crumbling
Just crumbling
Whatever happen, new chapters, I'm just crumblin' herbs (I'm just crumblin' herbs)
It is what it is, let the God do the work (Let the God do the work)
Still everything real and fuck whatever I heard (Fuck whatever I heard)
That's word (That's word)
That's word (That's word)
Whatever happen, new chapters, I'm just crumblin' herbs (I'm just crumblin' herbs)
It is what it is, let the God do the work (Let the God do the work)
Still everything real and fuck whatever I heard (Fuck whatever I heard)
That's word, X
That's word, X (That's word, X)