Obie Trice - Follow My Life lyrics
[Obie Trice - Follow My Life lyrics]
Yeah! (echo) , uh let y'all niggas know me
Yeah (WOO)
Eleven, fourteen
Seventy-seven a nigga entered
Big lips, popped out placenta
Mom ain't breast feed, had no pop neither
Pop leaves shit but a name - Obie
Elementary, homie, that's how it started
In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart
Fuck niggas, claimin they hard
A nigga come home touched
My motherfuckin momma bangin me harder
"Nigga take your ass out there
And fight them tomorrow"
That's what she told me, "little punk
Blame that on your father"
So I had no choice, nigga, pick up a brick
Split a motherfucker's shit for tryin
To fuck with the kid
Get a little older, hair on my dick
Now I'm curious
Niggas on the corner getting money
Rockin jewelry
Allowance, nigga, that ain't man shit
Cowards, nigga, that ain't man shit
I had to prove to myself
How these niggas same age as
Me calculatin' this wealth
So I got me a clique and niggas what?
Workin one sixteenth, like "nigga
We can clean up"
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
Two for one, here, here take this
Two for one
Quit switching dicks, holla at me
See you fuck with
Summer '94, I'm gettin a little dough
Taller than my momma
So I'm listenin to her nose
I'm listenin to them hoes scream "O!"
And I'm listenin to them O's go CHOP! (echo)
P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block
Summertime
I call her auntie, she cop three at a time
Throw a extra bump bringin cline
I'm so involved with the grind
I'm losin my mind
Fuck a steady job, I'm tryin
I steady mob, I'm dyin in this game
I ain't lyin
Sellin so much coke forgettin it's a crime
Flyin down I75, pocket full of dimes
Give a fuck about the radar on me
(police sirens)
Bumpin +Big Poppa+ nigga who tryin me?
(Notorious BIG's "Big Poppa"
Plays in background)
Get off the god damn truck!
Fuck you, yo I ain't did shit!
Put your fucking hands in the air! Bitch!
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
(echo) yeah, all my of life
Only my momma know
Obie obie Trice shady and it's crazy
Motherfuckers
Yeah (WOO)
Eleven, fourteen
Seventy-seven a nigga entered
Big lips, popped out placenta
Mom ain't breast feed, had no pop neither
Pop leaves shit but a name - Obie
Elementary, homie, that's how it started
In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart
Fuck niggas, claimin they hard
A nigga come home touched
My motherfuckin momma bangin me harder
"Nigga take your ass out there
And fight them tomorrow"
That's what she told me, "little punk
Blame that on your father"
So I had no choice, nigga, pick up a brick
Split a motherfucker's shit for tryin
To fuck with the kid
Get a little older, hair on my dick
Now I'm curious
Niggas on the corner getting money
Rockin jewelry
Allowance, nigga, that ain't man shit
Cowards, nigga, that ain't man shit
I had to prove to myself
How these niggas same age as
Me calculatin' this wealth
So I got me a clique and niggas what?
Workin one sixteenth, like "nigga
We can clean up"
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
Two for one, here, here take this
Two for one
Quit switching dicks, holla at me
See you fuck with
Summer '94, I'm gettin a little dough
Taller than my momma
So I'm listenin to her nose
I'm listenin to them hoes scream "O!"
And I'm listenin to them O's go CHOP! (echo)
P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block
Summertime
I call her auntie, she cop three at a time
Throw a extra bump bringin cline
I'm so involved with the grind
I'm losin my mind
Fuck a steady job, I'm tryin
I steady mob, I'm dyin in this game
I ain't lyin
Sellin so much coke forgettin it's a crime
Flyin down I75, pocket full of dimes
Give a fuck about the radar on me
(police sirens)
Bumpin +Big Poppa+ nigga who tryin me?
(Notorious BIG's "Big Poppa"
Plays in background)
Get off the god damn truck!
Fuck you, yo I ain't did shit!
Put your fucking hands in the air! Bitch!
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga
Holds me down
And Lord knows all the shit that
I done put her through i speak through her
Straight to you motherfuckers
(echo) yeah, all my of life
Only my momma know
Obie obie Trice shady and it's crazy
Motherfuckers