Gone Be Something lyrics

[Intro]
Everything next level
Everything next level
Everything I do gotta be next level
Everything I do gotta be next level
Even when I die, I'ma be that n*gga
Even when I die, I'ma be that n*gga

[Chorus]
I like to book first class one way flights
No lookin' back's the key to life, uh
I feel like woo-ooh
Can't tell me nothing
Feel like woo-ooh
I'm gon' be something

[Verse 1]
Look, he talkin' crazy like he be that n*gga
n*gga stop playin', you don't see them figures?
Everybody 'round wanna be that n*gga
Weak ass squads wanna be my team
n*gga, please, I been the n*gga, ayy
n*gga, please, I been the n*gga, 'long time
n*gga, please, I been the n*gga, ayy
n*gga, please, I been the n*gga, 'long time
n*gga, please, uh (Hey!)
sh*t sound good, but you n*ggas only speakin'
n*gga talking 'bout he working, but I never ever seen him
I be outchea rolling stones, young n*gga, so it seems
See, the baby ain't mine, treat her ass like Billie Jean
I'ma call the shots like a motherf*ckin' king
See, the sh*t only pop when real n*ggas hit the scene
Livin' lawless and never flawed to show I'ma ball
Came up ruthless, these diamonds flawless, we deserve all this
Ones that I was makin' and never taking up for
And that's a soldier, we always rollin' close up on ya
Rise up, we wakin' n*ggas up like Folger's
Falcons, a desert eagle, and a holster
Coasting, this that loaded candy coat
On the block, they gon' call me, E, the Cosa Nostra
f*ck with me, I'm the hostest with the most
n*gga, what the f*ck you mean? I talk that dope (Ayy!)
[Chorus]
I like to book first class one way flights
No lookin' back's the key to life, uh
I feel like woo-ooh
Can't tell me nothing
Feel like woo-ooh
I'm gon' be something

[Verse 2]
Bust a hole, this cap and ball, uh
Focus, I'm on Adderall, nah
That sound good 'cause that is all y'all
Police out here pickin' up and killing the chillin'
That's no threat at all, y'all
Looks to me like ya don't stand for this
Y'all n*ggas ain't that involved
Guess it's time for some street protocol
Ears to the street
A dollar that you earned and you spent ain't sh*t
My attitude is "f*ck it," 'cause motherf*ckers love it
That ain't no pus*yfooting, stick to the motherf*ckin' subject
I swear there ain't no other n*ggas in ya trap like this
The world f*cked up with the preconceived notion
That ya gonna make it if ya only act like this
If ya ask me, that's some f*ckin' horse sh*t
You turn they f*ckin' thoughts to a f*ckin' force rip
sh*t taught in class wasn't makin' no sense
My history gotta be bigger than a muh' textbook
Let alone a motherf*cking chapter
They fail to tell they children bout before and after
The prophet father tell me y'all some f*cking bast*rds
Until we rally up and we demand for answers, hey!
I must confess, this sh*t outta whack, uh
Follow me, we gon get it back, uh
[Chorus]
I like to book first class one way flights
No lookin' back's the key to life, uh
I feel like woo-ooh
Can't tell me nothing
Feel like woo-ooh
I'm gon' be something