obie trice
don't come down
[Chorus] Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out So when you find yourself please believe... [Verse 1] As a child I was foul Ma, I couldn't understand them things that came out your mouth. You would fuss, cuss till your blood pressure was up.. Then give up and slouch on the couch, ..And drink ya liquor. A hard headed nigga I was, quick temper Short attention span not attending class, what a dummy/ I'll run over you honey, you confront me and say "Obie you no longer have a mommy" Don't use my phone Don't even eat my food Matter of fact we don't speak and it was just me and you In the house with the mouse and the traps and that gat Waiting on the day for u to pull that trigger back [Chorus] Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (I'm sorry) Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Messed up) Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Mom I love you) So when you find yourself please believe... [Verse 2] "You trying to kill me boy, that's what you wanna do? kill me!" Ma you're not feeling me, The beepers not that drastic "You blasted bastard you're lying, lying! You took plastic freezer bags with dope inside of em" She knew but she hated that it was true "I dun raised 2 boys I can do away with you" The locks changed and the nights got colder. I'm slangin boulders looking like I'm boota toker But fuck it I'm the O'ster I'm down for mine's my She ride by my corner like "I'm not gone cry" I'm will not reek of pain, of watching my youngest man ...on the corner slangin Cain (I'm calling' the cops) [Chorus] Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (I'm sorry) Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Messed up) Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Mom I love you) So when you find yourself please believe... Even though I left the house wrong Seventeen years old on my own Using these streets as my home There's no need to prolong this beef dear I love you Miss Eleanor Trice, I place no one above you You the reason, when I hustle, I knew to stack You the reason when I opened up mics, I knew to rip The ethics you enstored In this hectic young brotha rubbed off after all, now, look at your boy. When they ask about me now, you don't just put your head down Straighten up ma you could smile now proud Everything's kosher with the boisterous O'ster Let's get closer, so regrets Never Approach us. [Chorus x2] Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (I'm sorry) Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Messed up) Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Mom I love you).