Lyrics O.S.S. - Jon Lewis, Eraa, Rashaann

O.S.S.

Oh God almighty, all love all righteous
My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising
Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane to this island
OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands
Oh God almighty, all love all righteous
My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising
Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane on this island
OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands
Now I can’t have who I want right now
And you can’t have your man either
‘Cause y’all been married for some years now
And you tryna show you don’t need him
After all that time now y’all separated
You don’t like the way he been speaking
Verbally abuse you and the kids
But he ain’t expect me to sneak in
And the rush is in the sneaking
‘Cause technically you might be cheating
But I’ll be the lesson you wanna teach him
Fuck nigga now I’ma be her weakness
And you know how the traffic be on weekends
Regardless call me up I’m speeding
‘Cause what you got for me I’m fiending
When the kids sleep only time we meeting
Baby girl I’m down for competing
‘Cause you talk a lot of shit and you know that I’m a kid
In comparison to the edge you got on me in years
But that don’t really take away from all the shit I did
But teach me new shit, I’ll take more experience
And I got an open mind we can try various
Positions, it’s different from women I’ve been with
You giving me feelings man this some scary shit
New things for the older lady
Going two ways when you call me baby
You say I make you feel young again
‘Cause almost 40 got you going crazy
You distracting me from the girl I need
But that’s a whole ‘nother situation
But you disappeared right outta my life
I’m hoping it’s just a vacation
I hope your husband ain’t take ya
Oh God almighty, all love all righteous
My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising
Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane to this island
OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands
Oh God almighty, all love all righteous
My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising
Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane on this island
OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands
OSS now she so obsessed
Sex game got her SOS
Crying out for help, signal of distress
Papi no mas, a lil dialect
She a Ruff Ryder, LOX
I hate to say I DM’d ya X
She sweeter than a dove but this a open nest
So no drunk in love ‘cause this soberness
And I’m BMX ‘til the wheels fall off
XOX until your heels come off
Hug and kiss until you can’t resist
How you tell me no but they still come off?
Uh, but I’m just tryna get know you
A couple things I gotta show you
All this pain a nigga go through
You my right hand, you my go to
We chill, smoke, and bump old school
Ride around with no destination
Just conversation and low fuel
When my heart is broke I use Pro Tools
How we go from being OSS
To now we always text
I’m just tryna figure out what’s next
I know I get you wet but now I love you
I usually don’t even, you know like
Open up to you about these kind of things
But it’s just that I find it ironic
You got a nigga switching roles with you
You wanna be ISS I just wanna be OSS
Oh God almighty, all love all righteous
My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising
Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane to this island
OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands
Oh God almighty, all love all righteous
My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising
Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane on this island
OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands
Dreams turn to reality, I got a story to tell
Find a pot of gold and they flipping sides like the logo on they Chanel
She want Birkin bags, she want red bottoms
All the perfume and the smells
But I ain’t really with the fundraising
She wouldn’t fight for me if I fail
And that’s all well and that’s all good
I don’t hate the player ‘cause I know the game
Long night shifts dishwashing
Knowing shawty wouldn’t look at me the same
Hat backwards, apron hella dirty
She need eye candy, change the jerseys
Yeah you fine but fine comes with fines
And you might be a 10 but that don’t make you perfect
Gotta balance out, it’s give or take
Throwing Kit Kat, but I need a break
How you out here gold-digging for something genuine for goodness sake
But let’s switch the roles up, change it up
You in my shoes and I’m in yours
You would want me to know that status ain’t who you are
And that you’re worth so much more
So now I’m backstage and you hit my phone
Talking ‘bout you miss me and you meant to get back
And all that stuff but I don’t really wanna text back
Man it’s crazy when people only recognize you when you popping
And not your potential
But we OSS in the highlands