Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Reservations , by - Oddisee. Song from the album Alwasta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.03.2016
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
No Reservations |
| If I could make time, I wouldn’t make nothing else |
| I feel like with time, anything would probably make itself |
| Evolution or incentive, I’m just trying to grow to the point that my interests |
| Are taken care of by my interest |
| Then I take into account that I’m preparing an account to take care of me in |
| the distance |
| Know a lot of homies that ain’t got no plans |
| Know a lot of ladies that ain’t got no mans |
| They’ll settle for each other like they got no chance |
| I ain’t saying that you need a dude, nah, no ma’am |
| Use ma’am, understand you is not no grand |
| 'Scuse me for being rude, know it sounds so crass |
| But political correctness ain’t my program |
| I’m P.G., I was raised 'round a high-low class |
| Young, got me feeling like a dinosaur |
| I’m coming from an era where we knew each other’s business |
| But like diamonds in the ore we just mined it more |
| They say that real becoming harder to find |
| Good news, mean a lot of you is probably dying |
| Or moving out the city cause of all the property buying |
| Let alone cover rent for the crib each month |
| So you can move to L.A. where you can still cheap stunt |
| Can I get a witness? |
| Black entrepreneur here, can I get some business? |
| Taking out a loan, not asking for-givness |
| Just take away the stone, hard place wasn’t lifting |
| Cause it landed on me, I ain’t land on it |
| Grandma never cussed like daggone it |
| Frustrated free, I’m picking locks |
| Cause time still sitting in a box |
| I ain’t got no plans, trying to keep it that way |
| I’m just trying to do what I want to do |
| Every hour, minute, second of the day |
| I never make reservations, I don’t hold none neither |
| What I bring to the table is the truth |
| So I know I’m always right this way |
| I ain’t got no plans, trying to keep it that way |
| I’m just trying to do what I want to do |
| Every hour, minute, second of the day |
| I never make reservations, I don’t hold none neither |
| What I bring to the table is the truth |
| So I know I’m always right this way |
| And I’ve been up late, thinking I should move upstate |
| Get a farm in the middle of a town called Nowhere sounding like enough space |
| But I like culture so near it grabs me |
| Agriculture I’d do it gladly |
| I think the answer is a loft in the middle of the city and the roof where the |
| plants be |
| Let’s grow, hustle real hard knowing nothing come easy |
| Party on the boulevard well let’s go |
| I’ma take a rain check knowing any minute that the warm front ending and we all |
| get snow |
| I ain’t make the laws but I am trying to break them |
| And not get caught by the criminals that make them |
| Funny that the boss gets a pardon and the Sargent get absolved when the |
| evidence blatant |
| A’salaam alaikum I’m just trying to get a peace from the patience of a saint in |
| the belly of the beast |
| And the lowest in the rank think the hardest in the tank |
| But we seldom get the credit so we never get the lease |
| Sleeping on the streets be the same ones paving |
| Walking on slaughter and the water ain’t free |
| Floating with the attitude of y’all ain’t me |
| And I had it just as bad as you and now I made it |
| Well that’s great then, though |
| Your triumph ain’t erasing what I’m facing, so |
| Get up out my face with the conversations bout how you can relate then no |
| I’m the trenches, I’m riding on the train |
| Local shop owners here, I probably know their names |
| Surviving on the streets doing something like me |
| What you doing, man, nothing this week |
| I ain’t got no plans, trying to keep it that way |
| I’m just trying to do what I want to do |
| Every hour, minute, second of the day |
| I never make reservations, I don’t hold none neither |
| What I bring to the table is the truth |
| So I know I’m always right this way |
| I ain’t got no plans, trying to keep it that way |
| I’m just trying to do what I want to do |
| Every hour, minute, second of the day |
| I never make reservations, I don’t hold none neither |
| What I bring to the table is the truth |
| So I know I’m always right this way |
| I don’t make easy to follow |
| Cause when I’m easy they come come round and they come see me to borrow |
| They don’t give props up, they pot holes |
| So around them how I go |
| Had that happen a few times for me to view signs |
| Now quickly I know |
| Now quickly I know |
| Yeah this King Odd |
| Writer of the rhythm with the pristine bars |
| Keep it hard for me to ever see a loss |
| I’m only getting better while the rest peel off |
| This solid, not plated |
| Barter at the market that you’ll never get away with |
| Your loss |
| I’m the favorite of your favorite |
| Ask him, wait for the reaction, and |
| He’ll cough |