[Intro]. Yeah...Let ya'll niggaz know me yeah...Woo. [Verse 1]. 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. Fuck niggaz "claiming" they hard. A nigga come home "touched". My motherfucking' momma banging' me harder. "Nigga take your ass 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 motherfucker shit's for trying to fuck with "the kid". Get a little order hair on my dick 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". [Chorus]. Follow my life homie we starts it now. Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down. The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw. I speak through her straight to you. (Mothafuckas). Follow my life homie we starts it now. Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down. The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw. I speak through her straight to you. (Mothafuckas). [Interlude]. Two for one's here take this two for one's. Quit switching dicks holla at me see you fucker. [Verse 2]. Summer '94 I'm getting a little "Dough". Taller than my momma so I'm listening' to her knows. I'm listening' to them hoes scream "Oh!". And I'm listening' to them "O's" go Chop!. People showing 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. Fuck 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 fuck about the radar on me. Bumping' Biggie Pac nigga who trying me?. [Interlude]. (Cop) Get off the god damn truck. (Obie) Yo I ain't doing shit. (Cop) Put your fucking hands in the air. (Obie) Bitch.... [Chorus]. Follow my life homie we starts it now. Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down. The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw. I speak through her straight to you. (Mothafuckas). Follow my life homie we starts it now. Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down. The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw. I speak through her straight to you. (Mothafuckas). [Outro]. Yeah All my of life...Only my momma know. Obie...Obie Trice...Shady in this bitch....