Nasty C – Dear Oliver Lyrics | Full official mp3 lyrics

Nasty C – Dear Oliver Lyrics

Dear Oliver, it’s your dad speakin’

I’m out in Cape Town makin’ magic

In this hat reachin’, for a rabbit or maybe a parakeet

You give me drive like I toss you a pair of keys

I thought before I’d have you I would’ve asked your mama to marry me

But here I am with this ringless finger and no dirt on my knee

A month away ‘til you breathe the air that I breathe

It’s 5AM in this booth and I would not leave until I-

Yeah

‘Til I finish this letter and rap it to Ebenez

Let him record it and make sure it sounded heavenly

I’ve been workin’ on things so you could meet the better me

I put my hand on your mother’s tummy and fall asleep

I’m just hopin’ you kick your way into your father’s dreams

I got the rompers waitin’ for you, you just wait and see

Split me how you want with your mama, y’all get all of me, yeah

I’ve never been so f*ckin’ nervous in my whole life

I flew back home to tell my dad I made a whole life

Got some advice and took some time to get my dome right

I paid your granny the traditional way

Zulu man so it only became official that day, yabo? Bro

When I get to hold you I’ll come back to this mic and I’ll tell you some more

(Ayy)

June 25 you arrived

I have to be the happiest man alive

Thankful to the big Guy in the sky, you survived

All praises to the most High

When I heard your first cry the first time, you heard mine

I couldn’t even hold it in, it just escaped me

Looked at bae like “We just made a baby, this is crazy “

Used to wanna d*e young, now I wanna touch eighty

And these pampers ain’t cheap, so if you owe me better pay me, yeah

I’m such a lucky guy, I can’t lie

I bought your crib for nothing, you sleep in my arms fine

I thought before I’d have you I’d live to see cars fly

But here I am in this traffic hoping I make it on time

Calculating ETA with the midwife on the line

And this IvySon sh*t my religion

Still saved by the Son but there’s one I call mine

My boy, yeah

And it’s been about a month since you touched down

This was meant to be, I feel it in my gut now

Son you’ve given me a whole new reason to conquer

If anybody touch you, I swear I’ll show them a monster

Rip them apart and turn them red, do a mud like lobster

Your mother named you after

A purest soul I’ve ever met

An angel in the form of a rockstar

May he rest in eternal peace

I’m not privy to God’s plans but I know that he’s earned a seat

And I’m confident certainly, yeah