miss you
O.B.M Notion Lyrics

Yeah, dedicatin' this to my nigga O
Starting this song in memory of O.B.M Notion.

We miss you nigga
Expressing the grief of losing a close friend.

Goin' out to all the young niggas that died in the struggle
Dedicating this song to all the young people who have died struggling in life.

Word up, shit is real in the field
Acknowledging how difficult life can be in certain circumstances.

You know, sparkin' blunts to all you niggas
Sending a message of unity to all the listeners.

Each and every day
Reflecting on the memories on a daily basis.

The daydreams of how we used to be
Imagining the good times spent together in the past.

See your family
Thinking about the family members left behind by the deceased.

And that baby's lookin' just like you
Noticing how a baby looks like the person who passed away.

Why'd you go away
Questioning the reasons for the friend's passing.

I've been missin' you lately
Admitting to feeling the friend's absence lately.

Tell me what you're goin' through, oh yeah
Wishing to know more about what the friend went through before passing away.

I remember sellin' three bricks of straight flour
Recalling times spent selling illegal drugs.

Got my man a beat down to the third power
Describing how the friend got into trouble for their illegal activity.

He didn't care, spent the money in a half hour
Noting how the friend was carefree with money.

Got some fishscale, rained on competition like a shower
Boasting about being better at the illegal business than competitors.

Got the coke cooked up, a crackhead Kevin
Preparing illegal drugs with the help of a crack addict named Kevin.

In eighty-eight, when Kane ruled, with 'Half Steppin'
Referencing the year 1988 and a popular song to date the events.

A thirty-eight, a lot of mouth, was our only weapon
Using guns as weapons in their drug business.

We was king 'til the D's crept in
Being successful in their business until law enforcement came into the picture.

And now I'm missin' 'em
Feeling the absence of those who were involved in this illegal activity.

Ooh, I'm missin' you
Continuing to express the feeling of missing someone.

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns
Questioning the reasons for life's twists and turns.

Nah nah nah nah nah, oh tell me why why why why
Repeating the same question hoping for an answer.

We work all week, weekends we play the movies
Working hard during the week and enjoying leisure time on the weekends.

We rock flatops, our girls rocked doobies
Describing their fashion choices in the past.

Made a killin', even though the D's knew me
Being successful in business despite the watchful eyes of law enforcement.

Eventually, you know they try to do me, fuck it
Accepting the risks involved in illegal activity.

Fed up, my nigga wanted to take it down South
Feeling tired of the risks involved, the friend wants to move their operation to another region.

Sick of cops comin', sick of throwin' jacks in his mouth
Tired of being caught and interrogated by law enforcement.

Gave him half my paper, told 'em go that route
Helping the friend by sharing financial resources and encouraging him to follow his plan.

Few months, he got his brains blown out
Unfortunately, the friend's plan ends in tragedy.

Now I'm stressed
Feeling the weight of guilt and sadness after the friend's death.

His baby's mother, she trippin', blamin' me
Being blamed by the friend's family members for his death.

And his older brothers, understand, the game it be
The friend's relatives, who are familiar with the illegal game, understand the risks involved.

Kinda topsy turvy, you win some, you lose some
Admitting to the unpredictable nature of life.

Damn, they lost a brother, they mother lost a son
Acknowledging the tragedy and loss experienced by the friend's relatives.

Fuck, why my nigga couldn't stay in NY?
Questioning the friend's decision to take the risk and leave the city.

I'm a thug, but I swear for three days I cried
Noting the emotional impact of losing a friend despite being tough.

I'd, look in the sky and ask God why
Expressing the need for answers from a higher power.

Can't look his baby girls in the eye
Feeling unable to face the friend's young children after his passing.

There was this girl around the way that made cats drool
Introducing a girl who had an impact on the singer's life.

Her name Drew, played fools out they money in pool
Describing the girl's skill at playing pool and fooling others.

People swore we was fuckin' but we was just cool
Clarifying that their relationship was purely platonic.

She used to hang while I slang my joints after school
Spending time together while the artist sold drugs.

She'd watch my bomb, help my moms with the groceries
Assisting with household tasks and helping out the artist's family.

My little sister, the girl was kinda close to me
Developing a close bond between the singer and the girl.

A little closer than the average girl's supposed to be
Acknowledging that their relationship might have been too close for comfort.

Far from a lover, my girl was jealous of her
Clearly defining the nature of his relationship with his girlfriend and his friends.

Then she started messin' with some major players
The girl gets involved with more dangerous and powerful people in the drug game.

Handled keys, niggas called them the Bricklayers
Working with a group known for transporting and selling large quantities of drugs.

A dread kid, had a baby 'fore that bitch Taya
Describing the girl's appearance and personal life.

Found out her baby's father cheatin', now Drew she gotta slay her
The girl retaliates violently against her partner after finding out he cheated on her.

One night, across from the corner store
Setting the scene for the tragic event to come.

Taya ran around the block with a chrome four-four
The girl named Taya storms into the scene with a powerful weapon.

Squeezed all six shots in the passenger door
Firing multiple shots into the car, which ends up killing the artist's friend.

The dude lived, what my baby had to die for
Reflecting on the senseless violence that took his friend's life.

Ooh, I'm missin' you
Returning to the central theme of the song.

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns
Repeating the question from earlier, seeking understanding of life's challenges.

Nah nah nah nah nah, oh tell me why why why why
Continuing to plead for answers.

Ooh, I'm missin' you
Emphasizing the importance of the lost friend.

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns
Closing the song with the same question, suggesting that life's mysteries might never be fully understood.

Ooh, I'm missin' you
One final expression of loss and yearning for a departed friend.