Somebody
Uh, yeah
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody wanna be something
Be something, don't be nothing
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody gotta love somebody
Everybody gotta fuck somebody
Love somebody, don't fuck anybody
Everybody gotta be something
Look, it's like quiet as kept, I been the sickest for a sec
I never been pressed for all the cameras and the press
I'm not the type of guy that be wildin' for respect
I'd rather be wildin' for a check
I'm doing that now to manifest
I got my head right and it's blessed
Yeah, the rap game like checkers and chess
And tryna make a monopoly, I got a lot of mess, but it's cool, I'ma test it
Got my choice root, I'm destined for greatness
Patience is cool, I had to learn that too
I had got kicked out of school like, "Nigga, fuck y'all rules"
And them niggas that snitched on me, yeah, it's fuck y'all too
My momma hit a nigga phone like, "What the fuck y'all do?" Nothing
I just finesse, I'll give 'em back all they little money
But everybody gotta juug somebody
Everybody gotta juug somebody, yeah
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody wanna be something
Be something, don't be nothing
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody gotta love somebody
Everybody gotta fuck somebody
Love somebody, don't fuck anybody
Everybody gotta be something
They asked me, "What's my sound?" I tell 'em nothing particular
I'm blowing this purple 'til I feel perpendicular
My flow crash like homicide vehicular
Leave a nigga's brain at the scene, sign for signature
Kicking rhymes as I'm flipping through the pages of literature
Literally, I'm the shit, what you having for dinner?
Born to win but born a sinner, and that's word to Jermaine
Cold flow, Cole World, but we living the same
I was standing in the hall, we was listening to Dame
He was schooling some niggas, putting them up on some game
I'm ear hustling, hoping my niggas doing the same
Shit, that he saying, my brain strain, combust into flames
He dropped gems 'bout life and getting up in the game
Or getting fucked in the game and how it's really kinda tough to complain
When you can be what you want, it not really much to explain
So fuck that, hustle for cream and go for the dream
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody wanna be something
Be something, don't be nothing
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody gotta love somebody
Everybody gotta fuck somebody
Love somebody, don't fuck anybody
Everybody gotta be something
There were so many people comin' outta that mall and we were tired
I said, "We can just go on and sit down in the car and just wait for everybody"
I had the window like halfway down because you just had your little chin just lookin'
Then your dad came-, your daddy came to the car and he sat down
And, so, we were sitting out there and you were just look-
You were turning and lookin', turnin' your head way out the window
All of a sudden you looked over and you saw a whole group of people comin' your way
And you said "Look at all them motherfuckers" "What did you say?"
I looked at your dad and he looked at me
You said it again the same-same way you said it before like it wasn't-
I thought it was a mistake or maybe I misunderstood you, "Look at all them motherfuckers"
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody wanna be something
Be something, don't be nothing
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody gotta love somebody
Everybody gotta fuck somebody
Love somebody, don't fuck anybody
Everybody gotta be something
Look, it's like quiet as kept, I been the sickest for a sec
I never been pressed for all the cameras and the press
I'm not the type of guy that be wildin' for respect
I'd rather be wildin' for a check
I'm doing that now to manifest
I got my head right and it's blessed
Yeah, the rap game like checkers and chess
And tryna make a monopoly, I got a lot of mess, but it's cool, I'ma test it
Got my choice root, I'm destined for greatness
Patience is cool, I had to learn that too
I had got kicked out of school like, "Nigga, fuck y'all rules"
And them niggas that snitched on me, yeah, it's fuck y'all too
My momma hit a nigga phone like, "What the fuck y'all do?" Nothing
I just finesse, I'll give 'em back all they little money
But everybody gotta juug somebody
Everybody gotta juug somebody, yeah
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody wanna be something
Be something, don't be nothing
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody gotta love somebody
Everybody gotta fuck somebody
Love somebody, don't fuck anybody
Everybody gotta be something
They asked me, "What's my sound?" I tell 'em nothing particular
I'm blowing this purple 'til I feel perpendicular
My flow crash like homicide vehicular
Leave a nigga's brain at the scene, sign for signature
Kicking rhymes as I'm flipping through the pages of literature
Literally, I'm the shit, what you having for dinner?
Born to win but born a sinner, and that's word to Jermaine
Cold flow, Cole World, but we living the same
I was standing in the hall, we was listening to Dame
He was schooling some niggas, putting them up on some game
I'm ear hustling, hoping my niggas doing the same
Shit, that he saying, my brain strain, combust into flames
He dropped gems 'bout life and getting up in the game
Or getting fucked in the game and how it's really kinda tough to complain
When you can be what you want, it not really much to explain
So fuck that, hustle for cream and go for the dream
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody wanna be something
Be something, don't be nothing
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody gotta love somebody
Everybody gotta fuck somebody
Love somebody, don't fuck anybody
Everybody gotta be something
There were so many people comin' outta that mall and we were tired
I said, "We can just go on and sit down in the car and just wait for everybody"
I had the window like halfway down because you just had your little chin just lookin'
Then your dad came-, your daddy came to the car and he sat down
And, so, we were sitting out there and you were just look-
You were turning and lookin', turnin' your head way out the window
All of a sudden you looked over and you saw a whole group of people comin' your way
And you said "Look at all them motherfuckers" "What did you say?"
I looked at your dad and he looked at me
You said it again the same-same way you said it before like it wasn't-
I thought it was a mistake or maybe I misunderstood you, "Look at all them motherfuckers"
Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Swedien, Voomes Sequan, Boyell Richard, Destin Route, John Christopher Welch Ii
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