Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Nah nah nah nah nah
Wait, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah
No I really can't complain, on a straight path don't need detours
No gym but I'm still making gains, I can't just maintain coz I need more
Dropped outta uni but I'm still on course
I'm making trades and I'm catching them shorts
Right now in a corsa but soon in a porche
You still sleeping on me as I hear you snore yeah
No Cap life ain't ever been the same, ever since I found myself I patterned my own lane
It took a long time but I love this version of myself I can't change
Don't try call me bro I was never your mate
You didn't rate me year 12 from year 8
Leave them man behind like a train with a freight
Riding these tracks till the end it's my fate, yeah
Grinding for my team and family I'm on the mic everyday
Do it for the love I don't have to get paid
They setting road blocks to get in my way
My fans all surfers they riding the wave
Don't need a trainer coz I am self trained
Now you don't have help you don't have what it takes
I'm blowing up like a fork in a microwave
Coz I'm in the stu 3AM and I'm wide awake
You see me on my grind and now you feel a typa way
That's why you hate me on IG go type away
This year my songs coming in like a tidal wave
Replacing water so I cannot dehydrate
En route to the top so you know I won't hesitate
Like Usain Bolt know I will always win the race
Life gave me lemoms I went and made lemonade
I'm working hard so one day I will be a great
I'm going hard as I'm snapping on 808's
Most of your bangers ain't even my throw aways
When the fed roll past I'm blowing my smoke away
When I'm stressed only thing I do's toke away
I'm in the stu and I'm high off the Mary Jayne
Got nothing to lose that's why I'm in here everyday
Soon I'll be balling like I'm in the NBA
Still making gains as if I am a heavyweight
Anyway, I'm gonna make it no matter the hurdles or obstacles that end up in my way
I'm gonna treat everyday like my last can't be moving like it is just any day
I feel like a alien out of this world that's why my flows sound like they from outer space
I'm finding it harder to integrate
So ironic these beats never go to waste
But they still end up incinerated
These bars coming fast hope you don't feel jaded
Writing off the dome I don't complicate it
If I feel symptoms I'm isolating
But that's nothing new to me
I'm my own teacher I tutor me
I'm in my room rapping on these beats
Importing them on FL Studio
No need to send them out to engineers coz I mix myself do it on my own
Export the track now it's on your phone
Now I'm tryna get myself everywhere
I'm just hoping that my fans will hear me clear
I know that it might take a couple years
I'm ready to shed money, sweat and tears, yeahy yeah
OreOJ - Isolation Mode Lyrics
OreOJ - Isolation Mode Lyrics
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Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Nah nah nah nah nah
Wait, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah
No I really can't complain, on a straight path don't need detours
No gym but I'm still making gains, I can't just maintain coz I need more
Dropped outta uni but I'm still on course
I'm making trades and I'm catching them shorts
Right now in a corsa but soon in a porche
You still sleeping on me as I hear you snore yeah
No Cap life ain't ever been the same, ever since I found myself I patterned my own lane
It took a long time but I love this version of myself I can't change
Don't try call me bro I was never your mate
You didn't rate me year 12 from year 8
Leave them man behind like a train with a freight
Riding these tracks till the end it's my fate, yeah
Grinding for my team and family I'm on the mic everyday
Do it for the love I don't have to get paid
They setting road blocks to get in my way
My fans all surfers they riding the wave
Don't need a trainer coz I am self trained
Now you don't have help you don't have what it takes
I'm blowing up like a fork in a microwave
Coz I'm in the stu 3AM and I'm wide awake
You see me on my grind and now you feel a typa way
That's why you hate me on IG go type away
This year my songs coming in like a tidal wave
Replacing water so I cannot dehydrate
En route to the top so you know I won't hesitate
Like Usain Bolt know I will always win the race
Life gave me lemoms I went and made lemonade
I'm working hard so one day I will be a great
I'm going hard as I'm snapping on 808's
Most of your bangers ain't even my throw aways
When the fed roll past I'm blowing my smoke away
When I'm stressed only thing I do's toke away
I'm in the stu and I'm high off the Mary Jayne
Got nothing to lose that's why I'm in here everyday
Soon I'll be balling like I'm in the NBA
Still making gains as if I am a heavyweight
Anyway, I'm gonna make it no matter the hurdles or obstacles that end up in my way
I'm gonna treat everyday like my last can't be moving like it is just any day
I feel like a alien out of this world that's why my flows sound like they from outer space
I'm finding it harder to integrate
So ironic these beats never go to waste
But they still end up incinerated
These bars coming fast hope you don't feel jaded
Writing off the dome I don't complicate it
If I feel symptoms I'm isolating
But that's nothing new to me
I'm my own teacher I tutor me
I'm in my room rapping on these beats
Importing them on FL Studio
No need to send them out to engineers coz I mix myself do it on my own
Export the track now it's on your phone
Now I'm tryna get myself everywhere
I'm just hoping that my fans will hear me clear
I know that it might take a couple years
I'm ready to shed money, sweat and tears, yeahy yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Nah nah nah nah nah
Wait, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah
No I really can't complain, on a straight path don't need detours
No gym but I'm still making gains, I can't just maintain coz I need more
Dropped outta uni but I'm still on course
I'm making trades and I'm catching them shorts
Right now in a corsa but soon in a porche
You still sleeping on me as I hear you snore yeah
No Cap life ain't ever been the same, ever since I found myself I patterned my own lane
It took a long time but I love this version of myself I can't change
Don't try call me bro I was never your mate
You didn't rate me year 12 from year 8
Leave them man behind like a train with a freight
Riding these tracks till the end it's my fate, yeah
Grinding for my team and family I'm on the mic everyday
Do it for the love I don't have to get paid
They setting road blocks to get in my way
My fans all surfers they riding the wave
Don't need a trainer coz I am self trained
Now you don't have help you don't have what it takes
I'm blowing up like a fork in a microwave
Coz I'm in the stu 3AM and I'm wide awake
You see me on my grind and now you feel a typa way
That's why you hate me on IG go type away
This year my songs coming in like a tidal wave
Replacing water so I cannot dehydrate
En route to the top so you know I won't hesitate
Like Usain Bolt know I will always win the race
Life gave me lemoms I went and made lemonade
I'm working hard so one day I will be a great
I'm going hard as I'm snapping on 808's
Most of your bangers ain't even my throw aways
When the fed roll past I'm blowing my smoke away
When I'm stressed only thing I do's toke away
I'm in the stu and I'm high off the Mary Jayne
Got nothing to lose that's why I'm in here everyday
Soon I'll be balling like I'm in the NBA
Still making gains as if I am a heavyweight
Anyway, I'm gonna make it no matter the hurdles or obstacles that end up in my way
I'm gonna treat everyday like my last can't be moving like it is just any day
I feel like a alien out of this world that's why my flows sound like they from outer space
I'm finding it harder to integrate
So ironic these beats never go to waste
But they still end up incinerated
These bars coming fast hope you don't feel jaded
Writing off the dome I don't complicate it
If I feel symptoms I'm isolating
But that's nothing new to me
I'm my own teacher I tutor me
I'm in my room rapping on these beats
Importing them on FL Studio
No need to send them out to engineers coz I mix myself do it on my own
Export the track now it's on your phone
Now I'm tryna get myself everywhere
I'm just hoping that my fans will hear me clear
I know that it might take a couple years
I'm ready to shed money, sweat and tears, yeahy yeah
Writer: Oliver Mattis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid