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tbabi - somebody lyrics

[intro: tbabi]
(but you didn’t have to cut me off)
(make out like it never happened and that we were nothing)
(and i don’t even need your love)
(but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough)
(no, you didn’t have to stoop so low)
(have your friends collect your records and then change your number)
(i guess that i don’t need that, though)
(now you’re just somebody that i used to know)
huh
(somebody)

[chorus: tbabi]
[?] got put in a spliff
mama, i’m sorry but this how we live
had dreams of a milli’ since i was a kid
had to run it up, i don’t got time for the [?]
they talkin’, said “f+ck it”, i told bro to spin
i don’t need love, i just need a bid
i don’t need love, need my hand on my gun
she looked at me she said “trench, you the one”

[verse: hoodbond & tbabi]
she looked at me said “z, you the one”
try spin my block p+ssy, you get bunned
can’t tell us “up rank”, p+ssy, we already spun
can’t up the score, n+gga, we already won
sh+t get treacherous, i’m from the east
hollow tips knock a boy off his feet
then i’m back in the studio with meeks
you think we rehe+rs+d it way we hop out neat
uh, hop out, send him to the sky
uh, i bet a p+ssy get fried
cook him up like it’s five guys
hollow tips send a boy up to sky
n+gga like why would you try?
spin they block, whole lotta moms cry
shots fired, leave n+ggas traumatized
fire from three and it’s a bullseye
fire from three like malik monk
uh, uppin’ the score, p+ssies they get skunk’d
you sittin’ on the pack ’cause you sell bunk
can’t hang with the gang, you fakin’ for the funk
uh, i bet you get left before brunch
my bro so p+sst, run up you get bunned
bro in the trap from the night to the sun
i’m on a block where n+ggas can’t come
uh, we slid on they block
my brodie bent the corner, d+mn near broke clutch
gettin’ to bag in a rush
i’m smokin’ on what’s his name ’cause i don’t even give a f+ck
[chorus: tbabi]
[?] got put in a spliff
mama, i’m sorry but this how we live
had dreams of a milli’ since i was a kid
had to run it up, i don’t got time for the [?]
they talkin’, said “f+ck it”, i told bro to spin
i don’t need love, i just need a bid
i don’t need love, need my hand on my gun
she looked at me she said “trench, you the one”

[outro]
(and i don’t even need your love)
(but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough)
(no, you didn’t have to stoop so low)
(have your friends collect your)

- tbabi lyrics

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