Tekst Utworu

(Somebody, somebody, somebody like me) (Yeah, oh, look at all the times) Times like this you need somebody Tellin' you the truth Uh Oh, what a feelin' Tryna count up 20 million in the villa on the island With some bitches while they wildin' We throw twitches on them glitches When they f-, moment of silence Niggas hungry, we the richest Only trenches resort to violence (Othello on the-) We gotta scorch 'em if they try us (somebody) Flame niggas, yeah, I rap (somebody) But I'm a shooter too, like Dame Lillard (somebody like me) I seen money change niggas like four quarters in the fourth quarter I ain't changed with 'em I fought harder, had went Jordan Court charges couldn't even slow me down I got book smarter Now the planes private like the Finsta When we book charter Look harder, you will see the clarity in the stones I'm back outside, whackin' killers Doin' charity when I'm home Had to check to see if they missed me Thought they was happy I was gone Playin' shiesty with these bitches I know exactly what they on Gave my dawg life I'm wishin' I could grab him through the phone Because I know how he feel back When they had me there alone I'm on the chopper, me and Rubin And I'm exactly where I belong Came up trappin' off the phone These niggas weren't happy I was home You ever make a bad decision? Niggas happy that you wrong? I used to pray for times like this You can't even imagine what I be on, nigga (Somebody, somebody, somebody like me) (Yeah, oh, look at all the times) Times like this you need somebody (tell 'em) Tellin' you the truth I wish I could've talked to B before he made his move I'm knowing if he talked to me He would've played it cool I taught you how to respect the game How you break the rules? You really broke so many hearts I barely could be in the dark 'Cause I see ghosts in the room You ever feel the feelin'? Ooh When you lose your dawg and then your heart feel like a inner tube This right at the park, whenever I talk Feel like an interlude They ask me when I drop I don't wanna do no interviews I don't wanna talk rap shit My dawg in a casket And the ones I call day ones ain't all really tapped in And the hoes I thought A1 ain't all really that lit 'Cause the bros that had got their cake up already had it I already had it, I forgot I did Doin' everything for everyone Almost forgot to live Tryna keep it humble around it I almost forgot I'm big Man, now I don't give a fuck who go against me now I got them M's War I had to put my life on the line for this shit Tell me about it If you ain't in it with me, don't try and spin it with me 'Cause you know how I get I go a thousand nights about them millions On God These niggas talkin' 'bout practice? (Somebody, somebody, somebody like me) (Yeah, oh, look at all the times) Times like this you need somebody Tellin' you the truth
Writer(s): Robert Williams, Othello Kwaidah, Luka Berman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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