"Somebody Please" lyrics
"Somebody Please"
Bust my ass, bust my head
How I'm supposed to trust the path that's been doubling the stress?
Tryna hold on to my life, negotiating with my death, damn
There went my feelings, nigga, gone with the sense and
Don't hit my email tryna offer me less
My discography heat, shit cost an arm and a leg
I know monopoly, G, you can't disarm me my bread
Try harming me, bro, when my mama had gone
It left a part of me ghost, I'm in a war, nigga
In it 'til my armory broke, I know my fate pretty
So I look to karma for hope, you tryna swim up my wave
I bet it's harder to float, me and Johnny made veggies
Hit the garden for more, in regards to my soul
Suppose it's stuck in this hole, nigga, it sucks to be grown
Moving stunned and alone, there's one percent on my phone
I should use it to call mama, tell her I wish she was home
As far as history grows, I'm in the midst of my goals
I'm going in it with nothing, I threw my chips on the floor
Them niggas have stolen your mind and your grind, my nigga, you blind
Niggas have stolen your mind and your grind, my nigga, you blind
Niggas have stolen your mind and your grind, my nigga, you blind
Somebody please, somebody please, please, please
Writer(s): Michael Bonema
- AZLyrics
- M
- MIKE Lyrics
album:
"MAY GOD BLESS YOUR HUSTLE" (2017)
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