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Someone
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Someone was released on July 11, 2025 by AWOB as a part of the album PaidAwob
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Release DateJuly 11, 2025
LabelAWOB
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paid
Paid
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paid
Paid
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sleep
Sleep
Engineer

Lyrics

Name one **** who a think like me, name one **** who a think like P
Pretty lil face, and a snatched lil waste bad lil' bitch wanna kill my peace
And yeah I like all the shit that you bring to the table but you ain't one of my needs
I wrote a whole song before I came in, I got too high and now I can't read
The way that I move, you say it be liftin' you up
I know what I want, I know what I need, sad to say baby, you don't be enough
No cubed ice in my cup, it be crushed
When I get in, I know it ain't luck
The money stacked up in my safe be a must
I might have a bitch, keep this on the hush
Yeah, you need someone right there to be with you
If I gotta cry, the money my tissue
A ten ball on me, they feelin' the tension
The bows came in, I'm ready for Christmas
How I'm a rapper, but don't like attention
Manifest me, I been on her hit list
How that's yo **** he never gon' send shit
Ten of a bitch, she don't be the tenth pick
Slow jams all through the night
I tell you I love you, I don't even mean it, I'm sorry lil baby you don't get a twice
The bitch too wet, gotta dip her in rice
Lost so much damn pape in my life
Forgetting my demons soon as I get high
Been stabbed in the back, I don't wanna try
I'm keepin' my head in a cup in the sky
I'm tired of fake bitches who saying they real
I'm givin' the people some shit they can feel
I'm kickin your bitch out the house Unc Phil
The London hoes lovin' Noah and Dyl
I did her wrong, and I know it ain't right
Make a bitch take a hike, fly and high up on this flight
It don't read to read me rights, pouring up it be precise
Bad bitch, she be seen in my likes
Write your name when I look in the sky, miss you **** but I struggle to cry
Tryna get right, but shit, I can't stop
How I get it, shit I think out the box
Don't fuck with ****, cause these **** be bots
Don't cuff a bitch, all these bitches be bops
She hypnotizing, let her play in the locs
Written by: Fully Paid
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