调：D# minor•
Verse 1
Ebm
Gb
E#m
Ebm
Momma's so proud of you, you did so
good on that report card today baby
I'mma let you pick out whatever you want
Verse 2
I'mma look fresh when I go to school
E#m
Ebm
being embraced by a woman that's a queen
E#m
Ebm
Spelling bee's always excelling
Which was so overwhelming that
Shooting hopes, who got hops?
surrounded em
Astounded him,
nigga start ditching class
Dad ain't around, he left a nigga
Sagging in them Superman
drawers that one Saturday
Is it my fault, shit got dark?
Mom and I fall apart,
"Can't stand you,
Eb
Ebm
looking like ya Daddy with that same walk"
Muthafucka you
Two nickle plated thirty- eights on me
from the other side
Sipping Saint Ives rocking
old school flannels
Old school niggas see
that I'm an animal
Front me at 16, see how my roll handle
Now I'm up the O's but
wait on the affy
cool
When I'm looking in Kobe's pupils
I just might be able to grow old
can chase our goals
I still flipped a little bit
Gb
E#m
Still scrambling, looking like shit
When Eminem said "let me hear you spit"
Hit em with the D12 skit
Obie became focused
like them dope kids
world tours, getting noticed
In this Hip- Hop culture that I long for
Gb
E#m
The roller coaster O was on so young
That's right,
To pushing white,
cars on me
plaud and see
Verse 3
E#m
Ebm
I'm all in it, there's no limits
And it's so splendid
just a soldier who spoke what he lived
Ebm
Gb
E#m
Ebm
Obie gotta do this for real
Yeah
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