Somethin’

[Verse 1 ?]
It's something like this that get you feeling all warm
Just when you thought that the feel was all gone
Your boys done stepped up, and reached out from the heart
Back on track, though I had to reroute for my start
I was headed off the cliff, something pulled me back
For that, I'm leaving something on these tracks
Leaving something for my blacks, something for those hustler moving packs
To those working 9 to 5, tryna come up on they stacks
It's something to drive the man, when it's something that he lacks
Two kids, two jobs, putting something on they backs
Shit's hard in the hood, wе struggle just with that
But struggle keep you strong, help musclеs stay intact
Take something inside for me to write this rap
Knowing my state of mind, speak to something more than crack
Take something to be strong, stand and fight with
The victory is something like this

[Chorus ? & Ty Dolla $ign]
Something
Something for the kids
Something for the grown folks
Something for my friends
Something for the ladies
Something for the haters
Something for the world
This is what it is
Something for the new school
Something for the old school
Something for you right now
Something for the crew
Something for the hustlers
Something for the people
Something for the radio
Something for you
Said it must be something
Something that they feel
Giving them something
Something that is real
Uh uh

[Verse 2 ?]
A little something for my ladies with the tracks in they hair
Door-knocker earrings, ghetto classy with theirs
All my fly niggas blowing sacks in the air
Driving illegal [?] 3 years
Still whippin'
Toys with the systems, don't compare us to them boys, there's a difference
Everytime them Pack Div boys in the kitchen
We souffle that fly shit, boy, it's delicious
This is something for the world
Something that's thorough
Something for my Uncle Junebug with the curl
Something for a Bill
And yeah, I mean Clinton
I ain't mad at him, man, dude was just pimpin'
Witness what the game's been missing
We watched all them other dudes and came with tradition
Isn't it funny? Let's get this money
Shouts to my dawgs working hard and they hungry
We giving them

[Chorus ? & Ty Dolla $ign]
Something
Something for the kids
Something for the grown folks
Something for my friends
Something for the ladies
Something for the haters
Something for the world
This is what it is
Something for the new school
Something for the old school
Something for you right now
Something for the crew
Something for the hustlers
Something for the people
Something for the radio
Something for you
It must be something
Something that they feel
Giving them something
Something that is real
Uh uh

[Verse 3 ?]
Something for my grandma
Still living at that old house in the hood
She ain't never gon' leave
Something for my crazy ass uncle with the cheap-dirt hustle
Nigga always got something up his sleave
Something for my pops waking up at 3 AM on the dot, won't stop
Still clocking in that work
Something for my moms, always keeping God first
With that Bible in her perse
Praying on the way to church
Something for my cousin locked down
Even though you not around, I smile when I put you in this verse
Something that I wrote to give you hope, while you back against the ropes
It'll help you ease the pain when it hurts
Something for the girls that hated
He girls that played us
Come closer to the screen now, look girl, I'm famous
Ha, that felt good, you know how long I waited? For a moment like this, to show the world I made it?
And it's something

[Chorus ? & Ty Dolla $ign]
Something
Something for the kids
Something for the grown folks
Something for my friends
Something for the ladies
Something for the haters
Something for the world
This is what it is
Something for the new school
Something for the old school
Something for you right now
Something for the crew
Something for the hustlers
Something for the people
Something for the radio
Something for you
It must be something
Something that they feel
Giving them something
Something that is real
Uh uh