Tears For ODB Songtext
(Verse)
Tears for ODB, drug induced poetry
What’s the use? Strung out from that drug abuse
What was me?
80’s baby so I know my pops was getting high
In the 90’s me and mama barely getting by
2000’s, I was concentrating more on getting fly
Getting bitches, getting rich to get the shit I couldn’t buy
You know the story, you know my allegory
I was sent from heaven with a set of horns, they better warn yall
I’m here for more then just the kicks, some witty metaphors dawg
This more uh the type of shit you spit to set a war off
Cuz niggas be poor, get money, then still don’t know
With the fuck they can’t cop a house, the system meant to lock us out
But I’m knockin down the doors, strapped up with a 4-4
Robin Hood shit and yea I’m hood rich
That’s good enough to stay in new kicks and a good whip
Get good hand from a good bitch
I give 2 shits, I’mma tell you straight up
(Hook)
Straight up
Straight up
Byany chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
But I’m just tryna make it straight up
Straight up
Straight up
By any chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
(Verse)
Lord have mercy on my soul, what I’ve done and what I’ve seen
My life has tumbled into that, which only you could intervene
I put my heart in senseless things – money, bitches and street shit
Fascinated by beef, sad to say I won’t be shit
Grew up in this bitch without a pot to piss, no toilet
How ironic, I took a lot of shit
Like a bottom bitch or a model chick, high off coke
They locking sons up for less, I don’t care how yall cope
But yet I still pedal this dope and these pills
I never known how sittin comfy on that Oprah seat feels
More than likely be on most wanted posters we steal
Holding on to old dreams of being Hova, be real
We the forgotten souls, bottom of the totem poles
Left for dead, some niggas fled, people say they sold they souls
I just think they found a better way
Lord knows I never prayed
But sometimes I be wishin I could levitate
I take this straight up
(Hook)
Straight up
Straight up
Byany chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
But I’m just tryna make it straight up
Straight up
Straight up
By any chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
But I’m just tryna make it straight up
(Outro)
Hey
Hey
Go away
2-6 faded out shit
For all my niggas still going through it
Yea
Straight up
My niggas gotta learn something
It’s 2012 nigga
And we’re still killing ourselves
You ought to know by now nigga
Now you gon never know
Yo
Tears for ODB, drug induced poetry
What’s the use? Strung out from that drug abuse
What was me?
80’s baby so I know my pops was getting high
In the 90’s me and mama barely getting by
2000’s, I was concentrating more on getting fly
Getting bitches, getting rich to get the shit I couldn’t buy
You know the story, you know my allegory
I was sent from heaven with a set of horns, they better warn yall
I’m here for more then just the kicks, some witty metaphors dawg
This more uh the type of shit you spit to set a war off
Cuz niggas be poor, get money, then still don’t know
With the fuck they can’t cop a house, the system meant to lock us out
But I’m knockin down the doors, strapped up with a 4-4
Robin Hood shit and yea I’m hood rich
That’s good enough to stay in new kicks and a good whip
Get good hand from a good bitch
I give 2 shits, I’mma tell you straight up
(Hook)
Straight up
Straight up
Byany chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
But I’m just tryna make it straight up
Straight up
Straight up
By any chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
(Verse)
Lord have mercy on my soul, what I’ve done and what I’ve seen
My life has tumbled into that, which only you could intervene
I put my heart in senseless things – money, bitches and street shit
Fascinated by beef, sad to say I won’t be shit
Grew up in this bitch without a pot to piss, no toilet
How ironic, I took a lot of shit
Like a bottom bitch or a model chick, high off coke
They locking sons up for less, I don’t care how yall cope
But yet I still pedal this dope and these pills
I never known how sittin comfy on that Oprah seat feels
More than likely be on most wanted posters we steal
Holding on to old dreams of being Hova, be real
We the forgotten souls, bottom of the totem poles
Left for dead, some niggas fled, people say they sold they souls
I just think they found a better way
Lord knows I never prayed
But sometimes I be wishin I could levitate
I take this straight up
(Hook)
Straight up
Straight up
Byany chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
But I’m just tryna make it straight up
Straight up
Straight up
By any chance, I’mma take it
Rather die before I fake it
They say life is what you make it, bitch
But I’m just tryna make it straight up
(Outro)
Hey
Hey
Go away
2-6 faded out shit
For all my niggas still going through it
Yea
Straight up
My niggas gotta learn something
It’s 2012 nigga
And we’re still killing ourselves
You ought to know by now nigga
Now you gon never know
Yo
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