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E-40

Somebody

 

Somebody

(album: The D-Boy Diary: Book 1 - 2016)


[E-40:]
I knew when I came in the game
It wasn't gonna be a cakewalk
I wanted the money and fame
I told the Lord I'm gon' stop
Selling that candy cane
'Fore I get caught by a cop
Shackles and cuffs add chains
Might get set up by a narc

Got a couple of kids to raise
So it's a Catch-23
Should I get a job
Or go back to pushing the D?
Should I call my plug
And ask him to front me a key?
Should I get my recommendation
Papers for trees

I got bounce-back abilities
Get-back skills and ideals
Buy a food truck
And start selling Meals on Wheels
Drive a tow truck
So that it can help pay the bills
Create a app, get in the tech world
And makes some scrill

Make a blap-rider hit record
And get a deal
Get out the trap
Buy me a house on top of a hill
Sharp as a tack, intelligent hoodlum
That's how I feel
Platinum plaques all on the wall
For real, for real

[Ricco Barrino:]
Yeah, I'm just somebody
Trying to really be somebody, yeah
With everything that I do
Stop pocket watching
Hater, baller blocking, yeah
And let me do what I do
(I'm talking about getting to the money)
(E-40 ad-lib: Real walkie talkie)

[E-40:]
Deal with it
Deal with it
I told on that one day
That I'm gon' get it
I'm stubborn, ambitious
And money driven
I drank Mangoscoto
That's what I'm sipping

Take a swig out the bottle
I'm still ignorant
I smoke gelato
Like a immigrant
[?]
Incinerate
Suckas can't stop us
We motivate

Got hustle in bones
In my body and my genetics
Wake up in the morning
Do burpees and calisthenics
Hater try to hurt me
Gon' need some paramedics
Might not make it through surgery
IVs and anesthetics

Fresh off the lot
Not out the Autotrader
My 2017
Cost a half a acre
License, insurance
And registration on the dash
Case the po-po try to blast
(If they blast)

[Ricco Barrino:]
Look, I'm just a man
Who wants it all
So if you ain't talking paper
Around me
Go, get the hell up
I don't need no one
That don't got any paper

Yeah, I'm just somebody
Trying to really be somebody, yeah
With everything that I do
Stop pocket watching
Hater, baller blocking, yeah
And let me do what I do
(I'm talking about getting to the money)

Yeah, I'm just somebody
Trying to really be somebody, yeah
With everything that I do
Stop pocket watching
Hater, baller blocking, yeah
And let me do what I do
(I'm talking about getting to the money)

[Fade:]
Have you ever...

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