Follow My Life

Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven an nigga enter Big lips, popped out placenta Mamma ain't breast feed, had no pop need Pop leaves shit but a name, Obie Elementary homie that's how it started In garbage, retarded, gaining that heart f**k niggaz, claiming they hard A nigga come home touched My motherf**king momma banging me harder Nigga take your a*s out their and fight for tomorrow That's what she told me, lil' punk, blame that on your father So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick Split a motherf**ker shit's for trying to f**k with the kid Get a little order, hair on my d**k, now I'm curious Niggaz on the corner getting money rocking jewelry Allowance nigga that ain't man shit Cowards nigga that ain't man shit I had to prove to myself How these niggaz same age as me calculating this wealth So I got me a click and niggaz what? Working one sixteen, like nigga we can clean up Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothaf**kin' momma nigga hold me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothaf**kas Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothaf**kin' momma nigga holds me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothaf**kas Two for one's, here take this, two for one's Quit switching d**ks, holla at me, see you f**ker Summer '94, I'm getting a little dough Taller than my momma, so I'm listening to her no's I'm listening to them hoes scream oh And I'm listening to them O's, go chop People showing me pumping' on the blocks summertime I call her auntie she cop three at a time Throw an extra bump bringing cline I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losing my mind f**k a steady job, I'm trying I steady mob, I'm dying in this game I ain't lying Selling' so much coke forgetting it's a crime Flying down I-75 pocket full of dimes Give a f**k about the radar on me Bumping' Biggie, Pac nigga who trying me? Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothaf**kin' momma nigga holds me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothaf**kas Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothaf**kin' momma nigga holds me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothaf**kas Yeah, all my of life, only my momma know Obie, Obie Trice, Shady in this bitch Mothaf**kas