Obie Trice - Follow My Life lyrics

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Obie Trice - Follow My Life lyrics

(feat. Nate Dogg) [Intro - Obie talking] Yeah! [echo], uh Let ya'll n***az know me Yeah, WOO! [Verse 1] Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a n***a entered Big lips, popped out placenta Momma ain't breastfeed, had no pop neither Pop leaves sh** but a name - Obie Elementary homie that's how it started In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart f** n***az, claimin they hard, a n***a come home touched My motherf**in momma bangin me harder "n***a take your a** out their and fight for tomorrow" That's what she told me, "little punk, blame that on your father" So I had no choice, n***a pick up a brick Split a motherf**er's sh** for tryin to f** with the kid Get a little older, hair on my dick, now I'm curious n***az on the corner gettin money rockin j**elry Allowance, n***a that ain't man sh** Cowards, n***a that ain't man sh** I had to prove to myself How these n***az same age as me calculatin this wealth So I got me a clique and n***az what? Workin one sixteenth, like "n***a we can clean up" [Chorus - 2X] Follow my life, homie from start 'til now Only my motherf**in momma n***a holds me down And Lord knows all this sh** that I done put her through I speak through her straight to you, motherf**ers [Skit - Obie talking] Two for one, here, here take this, two for one Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you f** with [Verse 2] 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! 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 f** 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 I-75, pocket full of dimes Give a f** about the radar on me [police sirens] Bumpin Big or Pac, yo n***a who tryin me? [Skit - Notorious B.I.G.'s +Big Poppa+ plays in background] [Cop] - Get off the god damn truck! [Obie Trice] - f** you, yo I ain't did sh** [Cop] - Put your f**ing hands in the air! [Obie Trice] - b**h! [Chorus - 2X] [Outro - Obie talking (echo)] Yeah, all my of life Only my momma know Obie .. Obie Trice .. Shady and it's crazy, motherf**ers