Be Somebody Lyrics - 32 Levels - Clams Casino

Cause you are beautiful 

Yes it's true 

Baby yes it's true 

Cause you are beautiful 

Ooh, beautiful 

[Verse 1: A$ 

Wingman 'til I turn into the main man 

I've been ballin' so long, need an Ace band 

Calvin Klein on my waistband 

In Adidas tracksuits like we breakdance 

Say man, how it feel to be a made man? 

Shit I be feelin' like I'm God, like I made man 

Black man gettin' money through the made men 

Paper chasin', let saber scrape 

And get money, fuck a case 

Did they ever tell you money has no race? 

You still livin' like a caveman 

No agenda, hunger, don't discriminate 

I remember empty plates, was nothin' on it for the grace 

But both prayin' hands, I need an amen 

You talkin' Kirkin, I'm gettin' Franklins 

You lookin' braided, she lost her Ray Bans 

She like the rain dance, I make it rain bands 

Fuck that, Flacko talk that shit 

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[Verse 2: A$ 

Made my pop proud and my mother smile 

Locked towns, rocked crowds in the hundred thousands 

Make music, make moves, make movies 

Make time to thank the Lord that was great to me 

A real boss don't move for nobody 

But my shooter, he got plenty bodies, he hit anybody 

Each and everybody, somebody 

Any, any, eenie meenie minie moebody, stiff 

Nobody live 

Damn 

It's your boy Lil B 

A$AP what up 

We just made history, you know that, right? 

Let's go 

Photos 

Yeah, I make it rain by the corner store 

She said I made it far but I wanted more 

I got drivers with no cars 

I had battles with no scars 

If you wanna be Mufasa 

You could die too, my bullets givin' Oscars 

And my guns givin' Grammys 

I know Clams got me, A$AP my family 

So how can I lose? 

When I know that BasedGod, he made new rules 

Gave me the juice, passed off diamonds 

Hot in the winter, and cold when it's shinin' 

Wanna be great, I just wanna be great 

The BasedGod's perfect, but that's just the surface 

So what we talkin' 'bout? Devil's steady lurkin' 

Double edged sword, draw blood when you turnin' 

In my condo that I designed 

I would never buy it if it wasn't mine 

I don't need a gun, I just need the bullets 

Money not racist, my drugs caucasian 

Guns from Russia, rocks from Sweden 

No ones believes me, the world thinks I'm evil 

But what if I'm poor? I guess I always wanted more 

Be somebody 

Be somebody