(Hook 1)

Word on the street he a suspect
Hanging with them killers in the projects
30 in the 40 gon' fly
Caught em slipping on the other side

OG Bobby Johnson (4x)

[Verse 1]

OG Bobby got a mind full of hate
Yeah his pops got bodied and his killers still wake
And his girl tryna tell him that he gotta go straight
Cause his son need a daddy, not the same mistakes
But he heard them niggas talking bout touching his youngin'
So he outside every night clutching his youngin'
Denim spread, white sheet, baby tucked in the covers
With the red night light, you could go night night
30 in the 40 but it lifts real light
No toy thangs, he rocking like the SAS
Yeah the boys came when he had 'em swissed on sight
You could say he sent them boys a SOS
Matter fact, he sent his boy a SMS
Bout the killing and the feeling he on borrowed time
Like the nigga ain't knowing that his Metro lent
Every word, every line in his messages
To the NSA down to the PI
You could say he sent the boys a SOS
Ducked his head inside with his hands behind
Seen his son outside, its the SOS

(Hook 2)

Word on the street he a convict
Hanging with them killers in confinement
30 facing 40 or life
Caught up in the system, one son no wife (damn)

OG Bobby Johnson (3x)

[Verse 2]

Running through the city he'll rob you
211 reverend young game god apostle
Giving sermons all night out the flophouse
Took tithe but he slid it to his mom house
When he sleeping he be dreaming bout his pops now
Pray to God he ain't moving into Pop's house
As it is, he a tenant of the MOB now
Them slumlords got a young nigga mobbed out
Telling Jimmie keep ya mind on the penthouse
And ya eyes on them niggas from the next house
They'll kill ya, they'll steal ya out the Lord's house
And we'll evict you if you squealing in the boys' house
And we'll lick you if you late with paying rent now
He done got a lot of eyes on his head now
Like his daddy Jimmie never gon' get out
Ward of the state he the ward of the set now

(hook 3)

Word on the street he adopted
Hanging with them killers in the projects
Shorty mobbin' outta his mind
Acting like a savage cause his daddy doing time (damn)

BG Jimmie Johnson (3x)

[Verse 3]

What you niggas know about the MOB?
Murking other brothers if they ain't with getting robbed
Mutiny of brothers if they paper ain't straight
While yo grass too green like the heart of a snake
They the hardest to shake, yeah whats it gon' take?
Brothers that'll kill you same claim they ain't fake
Young niggas die for the OG mistakes
Gunning niggas down like a police state

BG Jimmie Johnson (2x)
OG Jimmie Johnson (2x)