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Somebody


see you can have all the money in the world and still be lone

i just need someone to call my own and home

life aint always what it seems to be 

people in the world trying to be like me

they need to see the values and just be free 

you don’t need it all.. to be happy with life 

you just need someone that cares that you call a wife 

they say money can’t buy happiness and they was right

because life is so short and it all goes quick

all that matters is if you can take that hit 

you need to get back up and learn from it 

but you can’t do it all by yourself.. you’ll go crazy

i don’t care bout the money i just need my baby

see people think this life is all jolly and good 

well i guess it is if you come straight from the hood 

see momma raised me all by herself 

she kept a smile on her face but she screaming for help 

we had little to nothing when i was growing up 

but momma kept trying no matter what

i made myself a promise the day i turned 12 

see i told myself that i would get out of this hell

make a lot of money and it’ll all be well

so i turned from everybody and only thought of myself

knowing that’s the only way that i’ll prevail 

little did i know that i would be alone 

little did i know i wouldn’t find my home

see i want that special person i want special love

that type of stuff that makes it feel like it’s up above 

so don’t over look the simple things for the money

all you need is a goal and just reach it fully 

 

 

 

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