childish gambino

III. telegraph ave. (“Oakland” by Lloyd) | produced by Childish Gambino and Ludwig Göransson

Power 106!

LA, it’s ya girl, Yesi Ortiz

Got some brand-new music

I need y'all to turn it up and tell me what you think

It’s Lloyd called “Oakland” on Power 106

I was making Japanese

And she’s watching DVDs

In Oakland, in Oakland

Now I’m driving up the 5

And she waits till I arrive

In Oakland, in Oakland

Everything, that I wanted

Only gotta drive for the moment

If you tell me “turn around,” then I’m on it

For the moment, but you know me

You know how I get when I’m lonely

I think about you and the moments

But everything you do is so Oakland, so Oakland


Foot on the gas

I’m just trying to pass

All the red lights

And the stop signs

I’m ready to go

Before I get to The Bay

Babe, that’s a problem

Because I’m way too scared to call

And you might get me to stay, and oh


I don’t really mind the drive

But I think I’d rather die

In Oakland, in Oakland

With my hands on two and ten

So I guess it all depends

On Oakland, on Oakland

And I’m nervous, truth be told

I never saw me growing old

In Oakland, in Oakland

And if I married you tonight

It would probably start a riot

In Oakland, in Oakland


Everything, that I needed

Now that I got you in your feelings

Everything you won’t say, you tweet it

And a nigga don’t like that shit at all

So treated

Can we just roll with the feeling?

Can we just roll for a minute?

Wait a minute


Foot on the gas

I’m just trying to pass

All the red lights

And the stop signs

I’m ready to go

But I’m really not ready, girl

That’s a problem

Cause I’m way too scared to fall

And I know you choose to stay, and oh


All the girlfriends saying “here we go again”

Rich kid but he act like a gentleman

Last one didn’t end like it should’ve been

Two dates and he still wanna get it in

And they’re saying it’s because of the Internet

Try her once and it’s on to the next chick

X-O the O face on your exes…right?

And we can do the same thing if you wanna have at it

When your thoughts can’t breathe and you thinking asthmatic

And you wanna be a mom and I wasn’t mad at her

I was thinking ‘bout me, I’d be really bad at it

Cause I’m thinking 'bout me, weeks in Dubai

Fourth of July, house in Kauai, yeah we can try

So let’s try



I took off my nine to five

But you still don’t have the time to kiss me (just hit me)

And if I left you all alone, would you still pick up the phone?

It’s iffy, you miss me

I got furniture to move, and we’ll both be thirty soon

In Oakland, in Oakland

The only one I know is you, so the fuck I’m supposed to do?


In Oakland, in Oakland

[lyrics source: rapgenius]