MO3 was born Melvin Noble in 1992. His rap debut came in the form of his 2014 mixtape, Shottaz. On the strength of that effort, he developed a local following and inked a deal with his idol, rapper Boosie Badazz. The sequel to his debut, Shottaz Reloaded, arrived at the close of 2015. The album featured "Hold Ya Tongue," which went on to become a moderate hit for MO3, notching nearly two million streaming views in the year after its release. Reloaded hit number 14 on the Billboard Rap chart, climbing to number two on the Heatseekers chart. His follow-up, 4 Indictments, appeared in late 2016 and topped the Heatseekers chart early the following year. He also issued the Gangsta Love, Pt. 1 mixtape in 2017.
Badazz MO3MO3's 2018 project Shottaz 3.0 would include one of his biggest hits yet, the cautionary "Errybody," which also racked up millions in streaming numbers. The next year found MO3 mainly releasing singles, including the Aaliyah-sampling "No Feelings" and the stormy "Too Much Pride." In February 2020, he teamed with storied Louisiana rapper Boosie Badazz for the collaborative mixtape Badazz MO3. The project quickly entered the Billboard 200 chart at number 136.
Noble was shot and killed on November 11, 2020. While being pursued by another vehicle as he was driving on Interstate 35 in Dallas, he crashed on the side of the road and attempted to flee on foot before an unidentified gunman shot him in the back of the head.
Everybody
Mo3 Lyrics
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Why the fuck these niggas wanna go against the grain
Why the fuck these niggas wanna drag a nigga name
Ay
True story
Oo
I know some niggas who hurt me (they hurt me)
The jury don't want me to make it (make it)
The DA I know that he working (oh he working)
Prosecutors wanna hound me (what)
I'm hoping they don't do me dirty (do me dirty)
This 40 I got that bitch dirty (bow)
Shoota on go, he shoot perfect (what)
I keep a hunnid on me (blah)
After what they done to Bleep
The satans, want to put them to sleep
We all used to be in a jeep
How could you do me so dirty?
How could you wait till I leave?
It's like you was hating on purpose
So now you gon' die up in threes
I got accused of some murders, ain't rattin'
So I did some time in the pen'
Trust no-motherfucking-body again
Niggas ain't silent, nigga
Shit got fucked up, nigga got fucked up
Now my baby momma on the stand, raising her motherfucking hand
Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you
Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you
I would've killed for you niggas (niggas)
Now I can't deal with you niggas (I can't)
Talking to the grim reaper
Finna get rid of you niggas (uh)
So sick of these niggas (I am)
Claiming they hittas and killas (they not)
Showing out for them bitches
Flexing on Instagram pictures (you ah dub)
Put it on my life, on my momma we gon' be straight (yeahhh yeah)
My partna looked me in my face before I took that case (and what he do?)
Then the nigga turned snake
Other homie turned snake (he pussy)
But I kept it real with these niggas
How could they do me that way (yeah)
I was broke den a bitch, so I'm hustling
I'm on my grind yeah (on my grind yeah)
Worked my way up to a quarter pound, selling dime bags (dime bags)
I spent 250 for the sheep (sheep)
This thunder cooked em, he in the lips
My niggas hit me for some zips (he did)
Shouldn't showed him where it is (fuck)
Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you
Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you
Have you ever gave yo last twenty dollars to a nigga that you love?
And that same nigga you call yo partna talk about you, drag yo name thru the mud
Mo3's song Everybody is a cautionary tale about avoiding fake friends or phony partners. The song starts by asking the question, "why the fuck these niggas wanna go against the grain?" meaning, why do people want to oppose or betray you. He talks about people dragging his name through the dirt and how the jury doesn't want him to make it. The rapper knows people who have hurt him in the past and he hopes they don't do him dirty. He discusses a feeling of hatred that someone held towards him, one so potent that it led to his baby momma testifying against him. He expresses his disappointment at people he thought he could trust who ended up becoming snakes.
Overall, the song depicts Mo3's disappointment with some of the people in his life who have not been supportive or who have betrayed him. It is a reminder to viewers to choose their associates wisely and hold onto their honor and loyalty to their real friends.
Line by Line Meaning
Errybody ain't your partner
Not everyone is your friend and can be trusted.
Why the fuck these niggas wanna go against the grain
Why do these people want to oppose or challenge what's already established?
Why the fuck these niggas wanna drag a nigga name
Why do these people want to tarnish someone's reputation?
The jury don't want me to make it (make it)
The jury doesn't want me to succeed.
The DA I know that he working (oh he working)
The district attorney is working to prosecute me.
Prosecutors wanna hound me (what)
Prosecutors are trying to relentlessly pursue me.
I'm hoping they don't do me dirty (do me dirty)
I'm hoping they don't treat me unfairly or unjustly.
This 40 I got that bitch dirty (bow)
This gun I have is deadly and can cause harm.
Shoota on go, he shoot perfect (what)
The shooter is ready and accurate.
I keep a hunnid on me (blah)
I always keep a large amount of money on me.
How could you do me so dirty?
How could you treat me so unfairly or unjustly?
How could you wait till I leave?
How could you wait until I'm gone to betray me?
It's like you was hating on purpose
It seems like you were intentionally hating or trying to cause harm.
So now you gon' die up in threes
You will suffer the consequences and potentially face death.
I got accused of some murders, ain't rattin'
I was accused of committing murders but I didn't snitch on anyone.
So I did some time in the pen'
I served time in prison for my alleged crimes.
Trust no-motherfucking-body again
I can't trust anyone anymore.
Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna
Not everyone is your friend and can be trusted.
When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
When things are going bad, just stay strong and loyal.
And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you
Even when you're not present, I won't let anyone tarnish your reputation.
I would've killed for you niggas (niggas)
I would have done anything for you guys.
Now I can't deal with you niggas (I can't)
I can't handle being around you guys anymore.
Finna get rid of you niggas (uh)
I'm going to get rid of you guys soon.
Claiming they hittas and killas (they not)
These people are pretending to be tough and scary, but they're not.
Showing out for them bitches
They're trying to impress girls.
Put it on my life, on my momma we gon' be straight (yeahhh yeah)
I swear on my life and my mom's life that we will be okay.
Then the nigga turned snake
This person betrayed me and became disloyal.
Other homie turned snake (he pussy)
Another friend turned against me and is cowardly.
But I kept it real with these niggas
I stayed loyal and honest with these guys.
How could they do me that way (yeah)
How could they betray me like that?
I was broke den a bitch, so I'm hustling
I was really poor, so I had to work hard to make money.
I'm on my grind yeah (on my grind yeah)
I'm really focused and working hard.
Put it on my life, on my momma we gon' be straight (yeahhh yeah)
I swear on my life and my mom's life that we will be okay.
My niggas hit me for some zips (he did)
My friends asked me for some drugs.
Shouldn't showed him where it is (fuck)
I shouldn't have told him where they were.
Have you ever gave yo last twenty dollars to a nigga that you love?
Have you ever given all your money to someone you love?
And that same nigga you call yo partna talk about you, drag yo name thru the mud
And then that same person spreads rumors or bad talk about you.
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Melvin Noble, Zykerian Hood
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@hellcatyo
"have you ever gave your last $20 to a nigga that you love!" Then "that same nigga drags your name thru the mudd!" Coldest truth spoken! RIP Mo3
@lostannfound6840
Yeah it's low cold an hurts
@njuralleyazzi
R.i.P Mo3 😢😢😢 Idr how I found this song but when it came out I fell in love & always rocked to it since then... Damn 😭😭😭 Used to drive all thru jersey playing this thru my 12s 🎶 even put some folks onto u 😫
@agustinperez2725
❤️❤️
@Marie68886
Same I’m in Kansas City this song hit its soo real, damn this shit is 😞
@tequillatolbert8459
Omg!!! What???
@LeeAnn20008
Me too. I love this song..
@melissapittman4891
So sad😔
@hitmanhaynes1580
There will never be another mo3 daaaammmn man I miss mo3 like I miss 2pac he was just different.
@DerrickLyons-ng6wi
This is 💯!! R.I.P Mo3!!