Someone - Xavier Weeks

I been down at my lowest for a long time

Yeah, ridin' for my brother if he alright ('Right)

I just told him, «We gon' live our life»

Yeah, it’s gon' be alright

(ForeignGotEm)

Hoppin' out a foreign, pull up, big body

I told that bitch, «I'm him,» ain’t no motherfuckin' probably (Yeah, yeah)

And bro just popped a Perc', and he movin' like a zombie

And let’s get straight to it, yeah, I don’t do no talkin' (No)

'Cause I had someone, it’s hard to believe but I had someone

But aren’t you someone?

'Cause lately, I’ve been feelin' like I’m no one

Yeah, left, right, uh, uh, step right (Yeah, yeah)

I been growin' up and vibin', posted on the West side (Uh)

Labels talkin', man, they call my music lo-fi

I guess that’s alright, I rock the Off-White

Yeah, and I been off the Addy, feelin' high now (Yeah)

He just popped two 30s, I’m like, «Damn, bro, you high now» (Uh-uh)

And if she slide, yeah, she slidin' for like five rounds (Uh)

Had to switch my flow, they’ve been stealin' my sound

I can see you through the head, I got on Cartiers

It’s a marathon, I’m the turtle, you the fuckin' hare (Yeah)

You ain’t never seen 100K, we do not compare

Rick Owen boots with the motherfuckin' Moncler

Hoppin' out a foreign, pull up, big body

I told that bitch, «I'm him,» ain’t no motherfuckin' probably (Yeah, yeah)

And bro just popped a Perc', and he movin' like a zombie

And let’s get straight to it, yeah, I don’t do no talkin' (No)

'Cause I had someone, it’s hard to believe but I had someone

But aren’t you someone?

'Cause lately, I’ve been feelin' like I’m no one

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I just pulled in a coupe on the West side (West side)

Wide body kit, with 2gaudy on the left side (Yeah)

When I pull up to the scene, they know I’m high

Don’t blame me, it’s the only way that time flies (Yeah, yeah)

Strollin' through L.A., pockets bound to fold (Ching-ching)

Anything that’s tall, yeah, it’s bound to fall

But I lost my mind when I gave my soul

Alcohol on the table, drugs in my goal

Lost my words tryna find myself

Everyone wants to be somebody (Yeah)

Saw my shirt, she know what I’m worth

It’s okay to be a little 2gaudy

Hoppin' out a foreign, pull up, big body

I told that bitch, «I'm him,» ain’t no motherfuckin' probably (Yeah)

And bro just popped a Perc', and he movin' like a zombie

Let’s just get straight to it, yeah, I don’t do no talkin' (No)

'Cause I had someone, it’s hard to believe but I had someone

But aren’t you someone?

'Cause lately, I’ve been feelin' like I’m no one