Who is Marlo Pt. 1 Lyrics

Who is Marlo

Who is Marlo(telephone)

Marlo is young black American from the creek

Fell in love with balling so he kept a pair of cleats

Cause NFL and NBA is all we know to be

Nah Marlo had couple problems, in his life

Moma doing bad and his dad out of sight

Typical American dad story you right

Run it back I mean black people problems, never nice

Marlo see his Moma going through it er night

But Marlo just a Younging he'on know what that's like

Being late up on the bills and praying to Christ

Hoping that he make a way while she blow on the pipe

Nah understand, Marlo just boy not man

He suppose to be focus on making A's and playing

But Marlo got a whole lot of dirt on his hand

8th grade and he already making a plan

THATS HOW IT BE

Nah Marlo getting close to the heat

See his fam coming up, from serving the p

Marlo said to his fam, Cuhhz give me a piece

Cuhhz gave em couple G's told em learn how to eat

Nah he serving all his friends everyday of the week

Errbody up in school know that Marlo a G

Running back up on the field and up on the street

And he coping all the J's just to cover his feet

He at the top

Moma feeling good cause he giving ha a drop

But Marlo can't finish a sentence, wihta dot

10th grade flunking out suprise not a shock

Marlo ain't tripping because he got a whole lot

Got a bad lil mama who knock 'em right out the socks

Got a couple years on em and she sly as fox

They call er Bria, ha name ring bells on the block

But Marlo new to the game so heon know what that's bout

Bria started rolling weed for em

Clientele getting big so she started moving p's for em

18 she 21 and he thinking that she need for em

head gone like the wind blowing

Couple years pass by, he still going

Solidified in the game, still growing

He a drop out kid but his money flowing

bad news come around when start snoring

Phone call 2am Marlo up in the bed

Him and Bria got the scale rubberbands and the bread

Uncle Bob on the phone, (YO MOMA IS DEAD- telephone)

Marlo don't know what to say lotta thoughts in head

Lotta thoughts in his head

Got a face full of sweat rolling down to the legs

Rolling down to the legs

Only thing Marlo heard is Yo Moma is dead