[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