MO3 - Somebody lyrics
[MO3 - Somebody lyrics]
That real street shit man you know
You know what the fuck goin on like
"Ah yea yea yea, nah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah blaaah
That"s what these niggas be sounding like
Blah, blah, blah, blaah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Solo I’m creeping don’t nobody know me
Feel like somebody watching so I got it on me
(Annnd) I gotta be super lowkey
Gotta know my struggle get deep
Cuz I’m in dees streets
Gotta call my momma to apologize
I might be gone if they come
Get me for this homicide
My bitch complaining I know what she need
Give her this dick when I
Be stroking going deep
(We sellin drugs)
I been on my grind I ain’t lyin so long
Niggas pull up choppas on us
Tell em where I come from it ain’t no love
It ain’t no love
Niggas wanna hate but really want the fame
I never change I remain the same
Stay ahead of the game I’m
Strapped wit that thang
Fuck nigga try me (try me)
This fn is on side me (side me)
If a catch a body (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae
For the bread I go loko
Niggas sound like bitches but to
Me that’s free promo
I come from the trenches had
To struggle in slow mo
90 times my preacher bitch
I ain’t talkin romo wanna jack that sanogo
And I’ll never playa hate
Bitch I’m playa made
On the block getting this scrilla
Just me and my pistol
Pack for paint got it off hoe
Just me and my niggas (Yeaaaa)
I come from the mud
I been on the grind I ain’t lyin so long
Keep back in touch we gon pull up
That’s a hunnid round drum up under that gun
In the hood I show love
Niggas still hate and they
Really want my place
(They want my fame yea yea)
I think I need to testify
(All the way, all the way)
Nigga play wit me just know that
I won’t let it fly fuck nigga try me
This fn is on side me (side me)
If I catch a body (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae
(For the bread I go loko)
(Niggas sound like bitches but to
Me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo)
(For the bread I go loko)
(Niggas sound like bitches but to
Me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo yeaa)
You know what the fuck goin on like
"Ah yea yea yea, nah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah blaaah
That"s what these niggas be sounding like
Blah, blah, blah, blaah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Solo I’m creeping don’t nobody know me
Feel like somebody watching so I got it on me
(Annnd) I gotta be super lowkey
Gotta know my struggle get deep
Cuz I’m in dees streets
Gotta call my momma to apologize
I might be gone if they come
Get me for this homicide
My bitch complaining I know what she need
Give her this dick when I
Be stroking going deep
(We sellin drugs)
I been on my grind I ain’t lyin so long
Niggas pull up choppas on us
Tell em where I come from it ain’t no love
It ain’t no love
Niggas wanna hate but really want the fame
I never change I remain the same
Stay ahead of the game I’m
Strapped wit that thang
Fuck nigga try me (try me)
This fn is on side me (side me)
If a catch a body (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae
For the bread I go loko
Niggas sound like bitches but to
Me that’s free promo
I come from the trenches had
To struggle in slow mo
90 times my preacher bitch
I ain’t talkin romo wanna jack that sanogo
And I’ll never playa hate
Bitch I’m playa made
On the block getting this scrilla
Just me and my pistol
Pack for paint got it off hoe
Just me and my niggas (Yeaaaa)
I come from the mud
I been on the grind I ain’t lyin so long
Keep back in touch we gon pull up
That’s a hunnid round drum up under that gun
In the hood I show love
Niggas still hate and they
Really want my place
(They want my fame yea yea)
I think I need to testify
(All the way, all the way)
Nigga play wit me just know that
I won’t let it fly fuck nigga try me
This fn is on side me (side me)
If I catch a body (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae
(For the bread I go loko)
(Niggas sound like bitches but to
Me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo)
(For the bread I go loko)
(Niggas sound like bitches but to
Me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo yeaa)