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Soldier Kidd

Somebody

 

Somebody

(álbum: Soldier Trump - 2017)


See, Kiar, he had died like five days before Christmas
And, so we was thugging back then and what not
Cracker automatically thought it was gang related
But no, see what had happened was
The crackers just came and hit my dog, you know
Ended his life, he was so young
He didn't even get to be somebody
Nah, I'm gon' make it for my dog
Soldier Kidd

I just want somebody treat me like somebody
'Cause out here every day, I ain't have nobody
Out here every day niggas getting bodied
Goose said I can make it and I don't think I'm stopping
Put that on my dogs 'cause they know we popping
These niggas ain't your niggas, they be dick hopping
S'posed to be my dogs but you switched the objects
Gave the money for attention 'cause it started talking
My girl just hit me back and she started talking
Say the street shit getting whack and you steady falling
Me, Judo hold me down, that's my only prophet
'Cause shit ain't been the same since Kiar hit the coffin
See, shit ain't been the same since niggas started flopping
Guess I gotta maintain and pray that God got me
Out here it ain't no lames, we just 'bout our profits
Told my brothers ain't no gang but we real retarded
Got some hundred band hoes and they always stalking
This one for the niggas who just left me starving
She don't care I'm on it, she don't care you phony
I'm still glory gang, even without my homies
Never let a nigga stop me from going
I be smoking loud, every day I'm blowing
Shit just be so hectic and my mind blowing
He be talking reckless and he know I'm blowing
Fuck your hoes, fuck your niggas, they just not important
Fuck my niggas too, 'cause they not supporting
Time to drop my baby like this abortion
How you get shot and don't know who done it?
Tomorrow if I get popped just know I was not stunting
'Cause that don't make you real 'cause you started clutching
Tell me why you clutching if you ain't gon' bust it
She say tell me why you here, I'm tryna get my nut in, ayy

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