Everybody
Mo3 feat. Boosie Badazz Lyrics


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Everybody ain't yo' partna
Why the fuck these niggas wanna go against the grain, huh, yeah
Why the fuck these niggas wanna drag a nigga name, huh, ay
True story

I know some niggas who hurt me (they hurt me)
A couple of bitches 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 end me (what?)
I'm hoping they don't do me dirty (do me dirty)
This .40 I got, that bitch dirty (baow)
Shooter on go, he shoot perfect

I keep a hunnid on me, after what they done to Bleek
The same ones who put him to sleep, we all used to be in a Jeep
How could you do me so dirty, how could you wait 'til I leave
It's like you was hatin' on purpose, so now you gon' die up in threes
I got accused of some murders and bodies so I did some time in the pen
Trust no motherfuckin' body again, niggas ain't solid, nigga
Shit got fucked up, nigga got fucked up
Now my baby mom on the stand raisin' her motherfuckin' hand

Everybody ain't your friend
Everybody ain't your partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When it's fucked up, it get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you're not around, I'll protect your name
I won't let a nigga talk about you
Everybody ain't your friend
Everybody ain't your partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When it's fucked up, it get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you're not around, I'll protect your name
I won't let a nigga talk about you

I woulda killed for you niggas
Now I can't deal with you niggas
Talking to the Grim Reaper
Finna get rid of you niggas
So sick of these niggas, claiming they hittas and killers
Showing out for them bitches, flexing on Instagram pictures
Put it on my life on my mama we gone be straight
My partner looked me in my face before I took that case
Then a nigga turned state, other homie turned snake
But I kept it real with these niggas, how could they do me that way
I was broke than a bitch, oh, I'm hustling I'm on my grind, yeah
Worked my way up to a quarter pound selling dime bags
I spent 250 for the shit
They startin' to cook, I'm hittin' licks
My nigga hit me for some zips
Shouldn't had showed him where it is

Everybody ain't your friend
Everybody ain't your partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When it's fucked up, it get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you're not around, I'll protect your name
I won't let a nigga talk about you
Everybody ain't your friend
Everybody ain't your partna
Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
When it's fucked up, it get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you're not around, I'll protect your name
I won't let a nigga talk about you





Have you ever gave your last twenty dollars to a nigga that you love
And that same nigga you call your partna talk about you, drag your name through the mud

Overall Meaning

Mo3's "Everybody" is a song about betrayal and being let down by friends and partners. The lyrics express the pain and frustration that come with being let down by people you thought you could trust. Throughout the song, Mo3 talks about various situations where he has been hurt by those around him, including friends, lovers, jurors, and police officers.


The first verse talks about how some people go against the grain and drag others' names through the mud. Mo3 expresses his disbelief at why anyone would want to do this. He even goes on to describe how he was hurt by people close to him, including some who wanted him dead. He explains that he had to serve time in prison because of false accusations and how he has trust issues.


In the second verse, Mo3 continues to talk about his experience with untrustworthy partners. He emphasizes the importance of having solid friends who will stand by you no matter what. He describes how he would have killed for some of his friends, but they ended up betraying him. Despite this, he promises to hold down his people and protect their names.


Overall, "Everybody" is a powerful song that speaks to the pain of betrayal and the importance of true friendship. Mo3's emotional lyrics and delivery make it a compelling track that resonates with anyone who has experienced similar situations.


Line by Line Meaning

Everybody ain't yo' partna
Not everyone is your friend or ally


Why the fuck these niggas wanna go against the grain, huh, yeah
Why do people want to go against the norm or common beliefs?


Why the fuck these niggas wanna drag a nigga name, huh, ay
Why do people want to tarnish someone's reputation and spread rumors or lies?


True story
This is a real, honest account


I know some niggas who hurt me (they hurt me)
I have been betrayed or harmed by some people


A couple of bitches who hurt me (they hurt me)
I have also been hurt by some women


The jury don't want me to make it (make it)
The legal system seems to be against me and doesn't want me to succeed


The DA, I know that he working (oh, he working)
The prosecutor is actively working to build a case against me


Prosecutors wanna end me (what?)
The prosecutors are trying to convict me and put me in jail for a long time


I'm hoping they don't do me dirty (do me dirty)
I hope they don't frame me or plant false evidence to make me look guilty


This .40 I got, that bitch dirty (baow)
The gun I have is dirty or illegal


Shooter on go, he shoot perfect
My shooter is ready to act and is very skilled


I keep a hunnid on me, after what they done to Bleek
I carry a hundred dollars with me after my friend Bleek was betrayed and killed


The same ones who put him to sleep, we all used to be in a Jeep
The same people who killed Bleek were once our friends and we used to hang out together in a car


How could you do me so dirty, how could you wait 'til I leave
How could you betray me and wait until I was gone to do something harmful?


It's like you was hatin' on purpose, so now you gon' die up in threes
You seemed to have purposely hated me, so now you will face repercussions in a deadly way


I got accused of some murders and bodies so I did some time in the pen
I was falsely accused of committing murders and had to spend time in prison


Trust no motherfuckin' body again, niggas ain't solid, nigga
I can't trust anyone anymore, people are not loyal


Shit got fucked up, nigga got fucked up
Things went wrong and I got hurt


Now my baby mom on the stand raisin' her motherfuckin' hand
Now my ex-girlfriend or mother of my child is testifying against me in court


I woulda killed for you niggas
I used to be willing to do anything for my friends


Now I can't deal with you niggas
Now, I can't handle dealing with my friends anymore


Talking to the Grim Reaper
I am about to face death or violence


Finna get rid of you niggas
I am planning to eliminate my friends


So sick of these niggas, claiming they hittas and killers
I am tired of people who pretend to be violent and killers


Showing out for them bitches, flexing on Instagram pictures
They are trying to impress women and show off on social media


Put it on my life on my mama we gone be straight
I swear on my life and my mother's life that everything will be okay


My partner looked me in my face before I took that case
My friend or partner promised to be there for me before I accepted a criminal case or charge


Then a nigga turned state, other homie turned snake
One friend became an informant and another friend betrayed me


But I kept it real with these niggas, how could they do me that way
I was always honest and loyal with my friends, so I don't understand why they betrayed me


I was broke than a bitch, oh, I'm hustling I'm on my grind, yeah
I used to be very poor, but now I am working hard and trying to make money


Worked my way up to a quarter pound selling dime bags
I started small and eventually worked up to selling larger quantities of drugs


I spent 250 for the shit
I paid $250 for drugs to sell


They startin' to cook, I'm hittin' licks
They are starting to make and prepare the drugs, and I am making money from selling them


My nigga hit me for some zips
My friend asked me for some drugs to sell


Shouldn't had showed him where it is
I regret showing him where the drugs were because it got me into trouble


Everybody ain't your friend
Not everyone is your friend or ally


Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you
Not everyone is genuine, but if I promise to be there for you, I will always be there


When it's fucked up, it get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
When things get tough and challenging, stay strong and don't waver in your loyalty


And when you're not around, I'll protect your name
If you're not there to defend yourself or your reputation, I will stand up for you


I won't let a nigga talk about you
I won't let anyone badmouth you or spread rumors about you


Have you ever gave your last twenty dollars to a nigga that you love
Have you ever given all that you have to someone you care about?


And that same nigga you call your partna talk about you, drag your name through the mud
And that same friend betrays you and tarnishes your reputation




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Melvin Noble, Zykerian Hood

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