Discover Aliens - Takashi Ohmama

Ohmamama, Ooohmamama. Ohmamama, Ooohmamama. Bitch, why you wanna love me? 10 months ago you were betting my defeat Thinking I was too crazy for the shit that I'm in Now you're sendin' me snaps of you and your tities Talking to me like "Wassup, wassup, wassup Rilès! I need an instrumental, can I record my text?" They wanna be friends, personnal interest But my hustle ain't free, and my talent is less Wanna be me, they don't fuck with themselves Wanna beat me, yeah I've tried but I failed Trust me. "Whaat? He French, he rappin' in English? Who the fuck he is, what is this?" And I say: Ohmamama, Ooohmamama. Ohmamama, Ooohmamama. Haters, turning into friends And friends turn into enemies Problems come along with the fame And It's just the beginning If you see me less It's 'cause that I'm doing more I'm different I don't need your labels Move on, I don't waste time anymore No more. Bitch niggas sayin' "it's luck" I'm making it worth 'cause I'm putting in work 'Fore I be the best, I was probably the worst Gotta thank all of your wack rappers raising my thrist Saying shit like "Listen, listen, listen I know" But you know the least, why you're talking the most? Afraid of my dreams cuz you gave up on yours So go talk to my advisor if it is for pesos Hmar. "Whaat? He rap, he produces and mix? Who the fuck he is, what is this?" And I say: Ohmamama, Ooohmamama. Ohmamama, Ooohmamama.