Mama Obie Trice (Ft. Trey Songz)

[Intro: Trey Songz]
Hey, hey

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Now when my mama done seen me cry, it's my life
I'll be thuggin' 'til the day I die, it's my life
You niggas don't know me, you can't slow me down
You can't hold me, and so I'ma keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', goin' on strong

[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
They say "Why you so defensive?" I take that offensive
Comin' from the shit that I lived in
You wouldn't understand him unless you eyewitness
Chillin' on the block where vacant lots are given
Women and children missin', men in the picture
'Cause niggas hit up sittin' down and some sinner
Get a kite with a flick of a chick he once hit up
Ridiculous but that's us niggas
On the corner from dusk 'til dawn
'Til that shit Whites brought to America's gone
Be a Good Samaritan, my heritage was did wrong
So all that sufferin' that's just prolonged
Long as you're knowin' that that strong-arm robbery
Was brought on from this society deprivin' me
This brings violence if you're not survivin' my environment
Don't expect ya to be drivin' in