SOMEBODY Video (MV)

(Yea, yea)
Somebody tell that lil' hoe, "I ain't tripping off that shit"
Somebody tell his big homie, "I ain't tripping off no hit"
I ain't tripping off no pie's, I ain't tripping off no brick's
I ain't tripping off no nine's, I ain't tripping off no blick's
Go to Dallas, I'll link Shyne
Then to H-Town to link 9ine
I want to know, why they mad?
I get paid off of these rhymes
I don't know why he all sad
Send a hit, I'll pay the crime
Wipe them tears mama, no crying
Understand niggas out to get me
I done did shit, paid the time
But I'll still put you in a Hemi
Take the WolfPact out the city
Me and Trey throwing in the Bity'
I'm the renaissance, Makaveli
They don't like it, bet they'll still hear me, Huh, yea
I'm like- Somebody tell that lil' hoe, "I ain't tripping off that shit"
Somebody tell his big homie, "I ain't tripping off no hit"
I ain't tripping off no pie's, I ain't tripping off no brick's
I ain't tripping off no nine's, I ain't tripping off no blick's
Go to Dallas, I'll link Shyne
Then to H-Town to link 9ine
I want to know, why they mad?
I get paid off of these rhymes
I don't know why he all sad
Send a hit, I'll pay the crime
My fans peeped I done leveled up
My feats cost what you double up
These niggas lying bout' some bags that ain't even there's, boy you a runner-up
Me and TG on the highway bumping Reign, trying to get the numbers
Me and bro on the highway puffing big gas, getting "Potent" up
Regal world, They gone know it's us
Throwing B's out the window, me and slime ready, gone f*ck it up
Two hoes in the telly getting too drunk, why these bitches throwing up?
TG on Bacardi, going to the party, tell my nigga slow it up
When you see me, act cool, nigga
All my niggas keep tools, nigga
Bicken Back Being Bool, nigga
Best believe they bang too, nigga
Slimin' shit with my cuz, bro
Left some niggas in the past, nigga
I don't care what it was, hoe
Said the same to my last, hoe
Let her tell it, I'm a asshole
(Somebody, somebody- somebody, somebody)
(Somebody, somebody- somebody, somebody)
Somebody tell that lil' hoe, "I ain't tripping off that shit"
Somebody tell his big homie, "I ain't tripping off no hit"
I ain't tripping off no pie's, I ain't tripping off no brick's
I ain't tripping off no nine's
I ain't tripping off no blick's
Go to Dallas, I'll link Shyne
Then to H-Town to link 9ine
I want to know, why they mad?
I get paid off of these rhymes
I don't know why he all sad
Send a hit, I'll pay the crime
My fans peeped I done leveled up
My feats cost what you double up
These niggas lying bout' some bags that ain't even there's, boy you a runner-up
Me and TG on the highway bumping Reign, trying to get the numbers