OH- ft. Christon Gray

by Tres Carter

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Ohio born and raised. It's only right.

lyrics

I love my city, I love my city
Forget wherever they from, we OH-IO

(Hook)
Stay in aviators, no wonder we fly
I-I-I-I love my city, I love my city
The heart of the nation, been here since day one
Forget wherever they from, we OH-IO

OH-IO (8x)

(Verse 1) Tres Carter:

Coming live from the Horseshoe
Staying on my grind was a virtue
Embedded cutting hair on the stoop
Getting loot soon as I learned to lace up a shoe

What it do, OH- what it do, I am not me without you
One time for the people showing love on the east side
every time I come thru

Gourmet shoes, you can't walk in, put a sock in it
On the rise, yall better put stock in him
No bull, the mic I'm a threat with it
Yall better double Tres, Scott Pippen

People who ain't from here come here
Ask why it's so cold here
Oh you ain't know
Halle Berry was born here

home of the coldest
I had to bring home the coldest
Left the whole city frozen
At my wedding the mayor slid in some loafers

Whether in a Testarossa
Or just hopped off that COTA
Tell them other boys don't approach us
We forever OH-IO

OH-IO (8x)

(Verse 2) Christon Gray

Uh, Birthplace of the aviator
We the new Wright brothers in some aviators
I say O State finna beat the drakes & you can thank me later
Or you can thank me now

We done rolled out a whole tide of elephants
I guess Crimson & Scarlett should never mix
Met my lady at a party on 11th got her 10 at a show been on cloud nine ever since

She the coldest 80s baby from the shaker heights
Baby Blue, School of Roses, time to make it right
Blue I'm finna make ya momma happy
Been a long time comin since my momma had me

Started from the top when we charted we ain't goin to the bottom, Billboard said to holla at me
The next kid since Kudi, don't ignore him
Shoutout to Eastland & Groveport, 04

Southfield, I miss my Leola Lord
I love my city, and long as the Lord know it
We already won, touch down and we only need the one, but we goin for it

Tres, you know I never land
I'm tryna rocket with the best band in the land
Jalin, tell Urban to call it in
I'm tryna see Brutus do the Carlton, uh

(Hook)

credits

released January 8, 2015
Written by Tres Carter & Christon Gray
Produced and Engineered by Elvin "Wit" Shahbazian

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