The Story of O.J.

Album: 4:44 (2017)
Charted: 23
  • Skin is, skin, is
    Skin black, my skin is black
    My, black, my skin is yellow

    Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
    Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
    Still nigga, still nigga
    I like that second one
    Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
    Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
    Still nigga, still nigga

    O.J. like, "I'm not black, I'm O.J."
    Okay
    House nigga, don't fuck with me
    I'm a field nigga with shined cutlery
    Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be
    I'mma play the corners where the hustlers be
    I told him, "Please don't die over the neighborhood
    That your momma rentin'
    Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
    That's how you rinse it"
    I bought every V12 engine
    Wish I could take it back to the beginnin'
    I coulda bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo
    For like two million
    That same building today is worth twenty-five million
    Guess how I'm feelin'? Dumbo

    Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
    Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
    Still nigga, still nigga
    Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
    Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
    Still nigga, still nigga

    You wanna know what's more important than throwin' away money at a strip club? Credit
    You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it
    Financial freedom my only hope
    Fuck livin' rich and dyin' broke
    I bought some artwork for one million
    Two years later, that shit worth two million
    Few years later, that shit worth eight million
    I can't wait to give this shit to my children
    Y'all think it's bougie, I'm like, it's fine
    But I'm tryin' to give you a million dollars worth of game for nine ninety-nine
    I turned that two to a four, four to an eight
    I turned my life into a nice first week release date, mm
    Y'all out here still takin' advances, huh?
    Me and my niggas takin' real chances, uh
    Y'all on the 'gram holdin' money to your ear
    There's a disconnect, we don't call that money over here, yeah

    Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
    Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
    Still nigga, still nigga
    Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
    Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
    Still nigga, still nigga Writer/s: Ernest Wilson, Gene Redd Sr, Jimmy Crosby, Nina Simone, Shawn C. Carter
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management, CARLIN AMERICA INC
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Comments: 1

  • Carol Tatum from San Francisco My 12 year old great grandson recently brought this one to my attention. Asked me what I thought and then told me his thoughts. I love him for his depth of thought that was much more succinct than mine.
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