Someday

Lil BibbyLil Bibby 

Follow 0 fans

Lil Bibby

Brandon George Dickinson Jr. (born July 18, 1994), better known by his stage name Lil Bibby, is an American rapper. Beginning his career in 2011, Bibby released his debut mixtape in 2013, titled Free Crack. He released the follow-up mixtape Free Crack 2 on August 29, 2014, and Free Crack 3 on November 27, 2015. His highly anticipated debut album and first commercial release Free Crack 4 is currently being held due to label situations. more »

3:35

6 Views

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

Yeah
Somehow, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Kill the Opps and wake up and juke some days
Just to make sure that my family good someday, yeah
But somehow, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Kill the Opps and wake up and juke some days
Just to make sure that my family good someday, yeah

Remember having fifty cent to my name
A quarter juice and some hot flames
We were sitting on the couch watching He Got Game
My homie could have been Jordan but he got changed
Yeah youngin had hoop dreams
But I know a few things
That I can serve prolly get some Jordans and some new jeans
The main objective was to make it out
By any means if I find out where to plug stay I'm stakin out
A long ways to go but look how far we came
You can look into a nigga eyes you can see the pain
Everybody witchu when it's sunny that's the game
But ninety-nine percent of niggas leave when it rain
My neighborhood dream killin'
Life stealin'
He wanna be a hitter till he got life in prison
Racist ass police just tryna convict him
It's crazy 'cause nine outta ten, he'll be a victim

Somehow, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Kill the Opps and wake up and juke some days
Just to make sure that my family good someday, yeah
But somehow, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Kill the Opps and wake up and juke some days
Just to make sure that my family good someday, yeah

Uh, look, all them homicides
Had a nigga traumatized
You know I apologize
For all them times my momma cried
A couple partners died
I miss my fallen soldiers
Fa them I'm spittin fire like the kid got halitosis
They call us vultures
But, we ain't have no coaches
Nothing in the fridge, lotta rats, lotta roaches
Same city as Obama and Oprah
But niggas thirteen totin' guns they'll smoke ya
Now I'm about to open up
They ain't have no hope for us
I ain't never seen Ye'
He ain't never showed us none
Inna hood every day, serving all the smokers
Young nigga gettin' older
Heart got a lot colder
Right from wrong, shit, nobody never showed us
I might as well listen to this devil on my shoulders
I had a dream I was whippin in a rover
Then I chased the dream
Got the cream
Out the hood by any means

Yeah
Somehow, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Kill the Opps and wake up and juke some days
Just to make sure that my family good someday, yeah
But somehow, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Kill the Opps and wake up and juke some days
Just to make sure that my family good someday, yeah

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!