Somebody Out There (feat. Marc E. Bassy)

It's too much hate at home I wish that I could finds somewhere that we belong What I gotta say to get home Every single bag I blow 'til I'm so numb I never tap out 'til it's gone ('til it's gone, gone) Tryna make something beautiful from my problems Ain't no check you can spend on me I could check my intensity 'Til the next, 'til the death of me 'Til the death of me, yeah Somebody out there getting rich of the drugs I do Somebody out there picking up every dollar I lose If I stay, gonna treat me like a fool Somebody out there getting rich of the drugs I do Young things in the old school No lies what I told you, yeah Showed him what I showed you, you Now I know that you're cold too Young girl tryna OD, yeah Caught the feel when she on me, yeah You know, but I wanna leave, ooh Ain't no press on my net worth Can't tax on our self-worth You can't bull, put yourself first Put yourself first Somebody out there getting rich of the drugs I do Somebody out there picking up every dollar I lose If I stay, gonna treat me like a fool Somebody out there getting rich of the drugs I do Somebody out there getting rich of the drugs I do (of the drugs I do) Somebody out there picking up every dollar I lose (every dollar I lose) If I stay, gonna treat me like a fool Somebody out there getting rich of all the drugs Somebody out there getting rich of the drugs I do (of the drugs I do) Somebody out there picking up every dollar I lose (every single dollar) If I stay, gonna treat me like a fool Somebody out there getting rich of the drugs I do Of the drugs I do Of the drugs I do Of the drugs I do