Oodles O’Noodles Babies del álbum 'Championships'

Oodles O’Noodles Babies

Meek Mill

'Oodles O’Noodles Babies' se estrenó en 2018. Este tema está incluido dentro del disco Championships

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Oodles O’Noodles Babies

[Intro]
This shit right here for my oodles o’ noodles babies
He ma’ smoked the crack when she was pregnant so he can’t even help that he crazy
He goin’ to jail was inevitable, forreal

[Verse 1]
Ain’t have nobody to give me no hope
I hope my momma ain’t doin’ no coke
I used to wish that my daddy was living
I had a dream that I seen him a ghost

I used to act up when I went to school
Thought it was school, but I really was hurt
Wanted my family to come to my games
But my momma couldn’t make it ‘cause she was at work

Remember, my grandmomma, she took me to church
Really no, I ain’t wanna go
Remember, I kissed aunt in the casket
And her forehead was cold

I was like 4 years old
We couldn’t afford no clothes
It was hand me down, who would think a ni*** get a Grammy now?

Got a black judge tryna tear me down
All this jail time probably wear me down
Turn the lights off in the bathroom
Screaming, “Bloody, Bloody, Bloody Mary” now

Havin’ nightmares about candy-man
With the tool on me, like a handyman
Killed my lil’ cousin, I’m like, “Damn it, man”
Had to see the footage on the camera, man

On the pavement, with his brains out
With the white sheet, he was laid out
Wanna ask ‘Ye, “Is this a choice?”
It was like this, when I came out

What the f*** is you really complaining ’bout
I know niggas that’s never gon’ make it out
This that shit you won’t see in the media
Poor gettin’ poorer and the rich gettin’ greedier

Lot of daddies goin’ back and forth out of jail
Lot of sons growin’ up and repeating it
This the belly of the beast, you won’t make it out
Man, this shit was designed to eat us up

And my momma told, “Nigga, keep it up
You gon’ end up in prison, just sweepin’ up”
Remember, nobody never believed in us
When they see us now, they can’t believe it’s us, no

[Interlude]
I think it’s funny how
We used to go to school, play SEGA
And then, next thing you know, you runnin’ ‘round with Glock .40s
We ain’t never believed in the police, they was shootin’ us

[Verse 2]
Yeah, they call it the projects
They put us in projects
What they gon’ do with us, can’t call the cops yet
You might just get popped that

‘Cause they the ones shootin’ us
I’m on my mom’s steps
It’s like a bomb threat
The violence pursuing us, I ain’t meet god yet
‘Cause I’m on the block where

It’s just me and Lucifer, look what they do to us
They know we in poverty
When I went to court, the judge said, “Meek, you a menace to society”
Huh, you said, you’d give me a chance, your honour, why would you lie to me
16 more years on probation, you know you gon’ get more time on me, huh

Whole hood goin’ crazy, babies havin’ babies
She was fourteen, actin’ like she eighteen
Got pregnant by a ni*** that was locked up in them cages
And the story goes on, if you make it, you amazing (word up)

[Outro]
See, I got homie that’s a billionaire
And I be tryin’ to explain to him like
If your mom ain’t on crack or if she got a job and she doing eight hours a day
And your daddy in the graveyard or in the jail cell, who the f*** gon’ babysit?

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