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letra de someone - xavier weeks

[intro: 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)

[chorus: xavier weeks]
hoppin’ out a foreign, pull up, big body
i told that b-tch, “i’m him,” ain’t no motherf-ckin’ 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

[verse 1: xavier weeks]
yeah, left, right, uh, uh, step right (yеah, yeah)
i been growin’ up and vibin’, posted on the wеst 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, “d-mn, 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 f-ckin’ hare (yeah)
you ain’t never seen 100k, we do not compare
rick owen boots with the motherf-ckin’ moncler
[chorus: xavier weeks & 637godwin]
hoppin’ out a foreign, pull up, big body
i told that b-tch, “i’m him,” ain’t no motherf-ckin’ 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)

[verse 2: 637godwin]
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 sh-t, she know what i’m worth
it’s okay to be a little too gaudy

[chorus: xavier weeks]
hoppin’ out a foreign, pull up, big body
i told that b-tch, “i’m him,” ain’t no motherf-ckin’ 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

- xavier weeks

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