Ups and Downs - Obie Trice

I’ve been up, and I’ve been down

And I had this world kick me around

But I bounce back, now take a look at me now

Say I don’t trust them, I don’t trust them hoes

I see my dreams in front of me unfold

And this crazy world is oh so cold

And to my seed, let the story be told

Never did trust them, I don’t trust them hoes

Yea;

they back-stab ya, with no malice

Rat bastards, grown men turn faggots

You could shake a nigga hand 'til your palm get calluses

Calculate grams with 'em, tally up math and he

still turn around and leave you stiff, paralysis

If we was parallel this possibly wouldn’t happen

It would just be a myth

And all that envious shit wouldn’t exist

Since this stimulates some niggaz to spit

I let 'em smell the stench when a nigga’s pushin the six

We could take it to that extent, wait a minute, let 'em vent

Vicious niggaz incubators, shit could made it then

Replace them with real gentlemen

These feminine faggots shouldn’t have been on this planet

They send the niggaz upstate to they grandpappy’s

Puttin nothin past these tattlin bastards

There you got groupie chicks goin at him

Fabricatin what happened, just to platinum they clothes

It’s a patter-n, they want you to man-handle 'em

'til they ass exposed

Put you on the news, she a nuisance

It take two to tango but she don’t think so

Hoes is abusive so I drink slow

I realize the future when I mingle

Hoes set you up, so rough they

forget the hoe they were

They focus on false shit what didn’t occur

Deceive detectives, statements are blurred

Reversin what virtually happened with her

Her don’t trust

Baby we just had a burr

She willingly lift up her skirt, Your Honor

Now see this industry’s risky if you ain’t 50

They don’t mark your dollars

You see Interscope’s iffy, if he sell less than

multi-million dollar copies they drop him

See, Jimmy’s watchin

If he, purchase my product

O might have options, show progress

Longest most y’all coppin

The nonsense is opposite of him

Props givin when the projects shows profit

This process is hard for most artists

If he ain’t targetted as what’s poppin

This is not O. Trice’s problem

Real name, no gimmicks, get it regardless

Steel guard up, don’t trust A&R's cause

if they knew music we’ll be much farther

Hoe, dust off and bust, the rest of us

Ha-ha ha ha ha ha-ha

Don’t trust them, I don’t trust them

Na-na na na

She lyin while you’re cryin them tears

But I been schooled by these streets for years

I don’t trust them, I don’t trust them

Na-na na na, na-na na na, na-na na na

Na-na na na, na-na na na…