Whatever happened to Bobby Ray, he used to be here for us
Then he got famous and left all
of his fans in the dust
We never hear from you,
you're constantly changing
And your relatives always miss
you at family occasions
And your mother misses you too
Since all the fortune you've
been too busy recording
Now she feels unimportant and your
daddy's been going through it
Since he lost his mother
The least you could do is call him and show him,
you support him
I never thought you would
sell out
You're becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture
after your show
You walked right by me, I'm like
Ain't this the dude that said that
it ain't about the price tag
Now on your records all
that you do is brag
Come on Bob,
I thought you was better than that dog
What happened to Cloud
9 and Generation Lost
You were my idol,
just when I thought I give up on everything
I heard you play this familiar melody
Whatever happened to B.o.B. he
once was my favorite
I swear to God that I had all of
his mixtapes on my playlist
He was hood,
but so different at the same time
It was like a breath of fresh air,
every time he rhymed
And everybody was on him
and the world fell in love
The girls, the money, the lifestyle
All the above
I guess he stopped giving a fuck
For all of his little people
With your shades on,
we can't even see you
Is that what happens,
when somebody makes it off of rapping
They taste the fame and change
likes it just automatic
Where's the integrity,
you on that other shit
You don't even sound the same,
I liked your other shit
But we'll stand beside you,
'cause somewhere deep inside you
There's more than what
meets the eye
I swear on the Bible you were my idol
Just when I thought I give up on everything
I heard you play this familiar melody
I watched my whole life
change in a couple of years
Who woulda ever thought I woulda
caught the world by the ears
I swear, this shit is so much
bigger than I had figured
But if it wasn't meant to be this
wouldn't be my career
It's like, people only see it,
the way it appears
But they never see the ropes and
the pulleys and the gears
Blood sweat and tears,
we cry but always swear there's tears
In the middle of this rap
game on the battle field
All of these shock jock interviews,
tryna phone me
You never know who's gonna play
you and make you look phoney
I live and die for my team,
these niggas are more than my homies
We put it all on the line,
we gave up all our belongings for this rap shit
'Cause at the end of the day,
it ain't just rap shit
I call it making a way for our survival
Just when I thought I gave
up on everything
I dreamed about this familiar melody (Melody, melody, melody)
