Lyrics Oodles O' Noodles Babies - Meek Mill
This
shit
right
here
for
my
oodles
o'
noodles
babies
His
ma'=
smoked
the
crack
while
she
was
pregnant
so
he
can't
even
help
that
he
crazy
He
goin'
to
jail
was
inevitable,
forreal
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
livin'
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
My
momma
couldn't
make
it
'cause
she
was
at
work
Remember,
my
grandmomma,
she
took
me
to
church
Really
tho',
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
nigga
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?"
Shit
was
like
this,
when
I
came
out
What
the
fuck
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
just
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
I
think
it's
funny
how
We
used
to
go
to
school,
play
SEGA's
And
then,
next
thing
you
know,
you
runnin'
'round
with
Glock
.40s
We
ain't
never
believed
in
the
police,
they
was
shootin'
us
Yeah,
they
called
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
honor,
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
nigga
that
was
locked
up
in
them
cages
And
the
story
goes
on,
if
you
make
it,
you
amazing
(Word
up)
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
fuck
gon'
babysit?
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