[Intro]
Somebody’s gotta die
Somebody’s gotta die
[Verse 1]
I don’t give a f** my baby girl gone
Don’t even feel real like some sh** up out a song
We were about to be right then everything went wrong
Lemme start from the beginning I’m about to put you on
I had a little hustle, selling quarter bricks
Gotta get this money, bout to have another kid
Fiends started coming, we got the block pumpin’
The money rollin in, cops don’t know nothing
I ain’t even get the Benz, I pushed a Honda on some bullsh**
Why the f** I need a new whip?
I’m getting money so these haters got a fever high
I needed muscle so I hooked up with Cesar Rock
Truth is ain’t a crew out could touch us
The operation’s growing, sophisticated hustlers
But then I got hit, they really caught me slipping
Came home one night, two motherf**as in my kitchen
My baby mother taped up, and they raped her
Smacked my son with the burner, took the stash and the paper
Layin on the floor can’t believe I got wet up
Back of my mind thinking Cesar had me set up
[Chorus]
Somebody died, sh** my gun go off
Somebody died, damn they think I’m soft
Somebody died, we ain’t takin’ a loss
It’s either me or it’s you what f** I’m supposed to do?
[Verse 2]
Gotta go to war, retaliate swiftly
Move my fam out the hood, gotta do it quickly
Bought a spot out in PA, two hours from philly
Gotta get low, motherfukas tryna k** me
Cesar hit my phone like “Son we gonna get em”
Who you think hit us? “Really ain’t no telling”
“Ima call my man Sing, we gon put em in a coffin
It won’t be long ya know, the hood talkin
Pistol whipped ya son and violated ya wife?
f** that, we ain’t lettin sh** slide”
Then Cease hung up the phone, I got a moment alone
And my gut telling me it was him all along
Cause I ain’t tell no one about the rape
I’m thinking to myself I gotta get him today
Rock copped a couple tickets to see Wayne at the Beacon
Been low since the hit, but tonight I’m gon see him
His crew roll deep, I know all them motherf**as
Cesar and sing and a couple of their brothers
I’m on the corner hand gripping the calico
Impatient , the show ended bout an hour ago
Then I seen Cease and I let the trigger squeeze
50 shots gon pop, that’s the whole magazine
I missed sing, he ran, blood stains on his kicks
So I turned the other way tucked the burner and slid
[Chorus]
Somebody died, sh** my gun go off
Somebody died, damn they think I’m soft
Somebody died, we ain’t takin’ a loss
It’s either me or it’s you what f** I’m supposed to do?
[Verse 3]
It’s about 3:52 I don’t know what else to do
Sing dipped, I know he went to get his crew
His man Frank, he always getting into something
Plus he rap, he tryna make it BIG or something
I know they coming, told wifey pack the bags
Put the kids in the car, we gotta do it fast
Get em outta town ‘fore the sh** go down
My baby 8 months and she got her daddy smile
My lil man 12 and he brave like me
But I never ever ever ever want him raised like me
Outside of the crib sayin’ goodbye
Tryna stay strong wifey seen it in my eyes
Then I kissed my little girl, That’ll be her last
Frank crept up behind me, gun with the mask
Screamed my name, (Yo playboy) six shots nothing shorter
The f**, turned around holding my daughter damn
[Outro: Hovain]
Damn I think I hit the baby kid
n***a turned around, he was holdin’ the baby
f**, we out
f** that