[Intro: Nina Simone]. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Blood on the leaves. [Verse 1]. I just wanna clear my mind now. It's been racin' since the summertime. And I'm holdin' down the summer now. And all I want is what I can't buy now. Cause I ain't got the money on me right now. And I told you to wait. Yeah I told you to wait. So I'mma need a little more time now. Cause I ain't got the money on me right now. And I thought you could wait. Yeah and I thought you could wait. These bitches surroundin' me. All want somethin' out me. Then they talk about me. Would be lost without me. We could've been somebody. Thought you'd be different 'bout it. Now I know you naughty. So let's get on with it. [Hook 1]. You could've been somebody. 'Stead you had to tell somebody. Let's take it back to the first party. When you tried your first molly. It came out of your body. It came out of your body. Running naked down the lobby. And you was screamin' that you love me. Before the limelight tore yah. Before the love life stole yah. Remember we were so young. When I would hold you. Before the glory. I know there ain't wrong with me. [Bridge]. Something strange is happening. [Hook 2]. You could've been somethin'. We could've ugh we could've been somebody. Or was it all our first party. When we tried our first molly. And came out of our body. And came out of our body. [Verse 2]. Before they call lawyers. Before you tried to destroy us. How you gon' lie to the lawyers?. It's like I don't even know yah. I gotta bring it back to the 'Nolia. Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas. Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas. Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas. I ride with my niggas I'll die for my. [Verse 3]. To all my second string bitches trying to get a baby. Trying to get a baby now you talkin' crazy. I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay-Z. He ain't with you he with Beyonce you need to stop actin' lazy. She Instagram herself like "Bad bitch alert". He Instagram his watch like "Mad rich alert". He only wanna see that ass in reverse. Two thousand dollar bag with no cash in your purse. Now you sittin' courtside wifey on the other side. Gotta keep 'em separated I call that apartheid. Then she said she impregnated. That's the night your heart died. Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that. Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that. Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that. All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that. That going to that owing money that the court got. On and on that alimony. Yeah yeah she got you homey. 'Til death but do your part. Unholy matrimony