Somebody

Don't you forget
Don't you forget (don't you forget)
Long as we live (long as we live)
Long as we live (we're gonna prosper)
I'm still gon' shine (still gon' shine)
I'm still gon' shine (damn right)

Mmm
This is the first and the last time
Givin' a scoop, make sure your facts right
Took him so long, now will he back slide
Ambition too strong, you lookin snack size
Capsize rap guys, lyrically baptized
Tracks light, bad lines, sick of these wack rhymes
Sad eyes, man I'm so sorry that's life
Jazz vibes, swag tight, I'm eating pad thai
He on that new new, learned some things that you can't just Google
In your veins once you fry that noodle, what's ya name man I swear I knew you
That slang sounding like some voodoo, take aim at your kitten kaboodle
Won't explain my scruples to pupils, life strange when living with a screw loose
Flex on cheugy boomers, high key ghosted sus consumers
Squad in a glow up era, no cap you basic losers
Need receipts for tea released, fleek beetch I'm in the mood fer
Say less meat to meat slaps, let him cook then call her an Uber

Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Somebody
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Somebody
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Somebody (hey yo Cipher)
Actin' like you don't know them
'Til the beat bang and they go in (let's go)

Everybody wanna be someone
Everybody wanna die a legend
But I just start it up and let the diesel run
Don't nobody want to put the time and energy in
I just got home from a show and I killed it
I came in with the flow and set fire to the building
Fuck a hater saying that I'm moderately gifted
I'm obviously about to body anybody dissing
Listen up I've had time to reflect and
Every single rhyme is sign of perfection
You don't have to like it but you have to respect it
You're buying all your followers, a sign that you're desperate
Please everybody stand by cus I'm hungry
I'm always coming with the Grand Lines like a One Piece
You didn't catch it cus it's anime
I throw it up and toss it at you like a hand grenade
Pop off motherfucka you could make my day
Hot sauce in the kitchen I just slave away
Cus I'm tryna get this money in a major way
I'm calling out you wack rappers and taking aim
Cus I can hear 'em mumbling so here comes the boogeyman
I make 'em run in fear like I'm here from the government
Came through like the IRS
I can't lose I'mma collect and get my respect
Plex

Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Somebody
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Somebody
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Who ya gonna be?
Somebody
Actin' like you don't know them
'Til the beat bangs and they go in



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Writer(s): Cody Pringle, Conrad Bravo
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