Mama

[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 [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 2: Obie Trice] Mama worked 37 years in the plant 34 days she missed, that's where I get my grind at Her lil nigga, see her as father figure Even though she got hips and tend to bitch up Show me how to maneuver snakes, false niggas Eleanor Trice, one real sister Raised her kids up to be go-getters Now a nigga livin' room big as a Amphitheater Get the theater nigga, I'm from the hood So at times I see the mirror and tell him he doin' good Keep up my spirits 'cause niggas want him destroyed But that's null and void when it comes to ya boy I'm from Detroit, Shady employee I'm on a voyage tryna get more than royalties Niggas I'm royalty That's why your bitches spoil me, O.T.R.I.C.E [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 3: Obie Trice] I got visions of makin' executive decisions But this system tells me to be realistic You can't do shit with C's and D's I could do the work, I'm just interested in makin' cheese So your schools can't control these G's He got his own rules and do whatever he please At ease to my soldiers that's feelin' Obie Long as I know my 1-2-3's I'm flippin' O-Z's A nigga can count like an accountant Only difference is it ain't checks that'll be bouncin' It's powder, peep what he's pronouncin' Now he lives next to the teacher that denounced him Doubted him, now look at the child's outcome Duece album got him speakin' highly in volume I assume I'm valuable, they throwin' in the towel Bow whenever they see him roll in that Diablo [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