[Lyric] Someone to Love Me (Aasim)

[Intro: Aasim & Diddy]
'Ight so we 'bout to close this thing out, all star fashion
But right now, I wanna do a lil' shout
Shout out to my nigga, Far, for doin' this mo'fuckin' mixtape with me
Shout out to my nigga, Kyle, at DatPiff.com
If your mixtape is on DatPiff, and Kyle is reppin' it, then he's sayin' somethin'
Coast 2 Coast DJs, cool runnin' DJs, trill DJs, jazzy DJs, and the fleet DJs
Y'knamsayin and you know I can't leave out my Social Club Entertainment
Young Dot
Shout out to Saint
Shout out to my nigga, Frankie
Shout out to my nigga, Nell, Cuzzo, EverybodyHatesChris, Sessions
And all y'all niggas, and my nigga, Wize G, what up, boy? I see you
Let's do it, yeah
Feel the bass, talk to 'em (Uh)
It's that Dirty Money motherfuckers (Uh)
It's that Dirty Money motherfuckers (Yeah, yeah)
It's that Dirty Money motherfuckers
It's the Dirty Money motherfuckers (Uh)
Somebody feel mе (Uh)
[Chorus: The Sweet Inspirations]
Looking for someone to love mе
Now, now, now I'm looking for someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah
DJ Far

[Verse 1: Aasim]
Look, fresh off the stoop, bulletproof two cannons
Doug E. Fresh fade, gold tooth, and New Balance
In the food chain of life, I starve and crave violence
My blue veins pumps the blood of a brave heart
Will Wallace, snatch jewels, and take wallets
I'm lookin' for love I'll hold a heartbeat hostage
Still I'm king of my forest, sing the song of young Simba
Axe murderer, chop limbs, and yell, "Timber!"
Enter the mind of a Columbine ninja
Two shotguns, black trench coat, and liquor
Sicker than the thoughts of a pedophile nigga
I'm a natural born, Aries born, zodiac Killer
You woulda think my mama woulda told me that quicker

[Chorus: The Sweet Inspirations]
Looking for someone to love me
Now, now, now I'm looking for someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah

[Verse 2: Aasim]
In my book of life, a brand new chapter's on the next page
Girl want diamonds and pearls, plus the rent paid
Diddy, say, "I love you but you gotta do your own shit"
Broke at the club, who the fuck I'm goin' home with?
So I'm out, lookin' for love, like a wino
A brown paper bag with a half empty bottle
My last dollar left, shit, I spent it on the lotto
I promise myself today 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow
Headphones on tryna drown out the sorrow
Jets motors in tryna pound out a model
And I love to feel the hate radiate from a jealous nigga
Still I'm lookin for that love that excels a nigga
[Chorus: The Sweet Inspirations]
Looking for someone to love me
Now, now, now I'm looking for someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah

[Verse 3: Aasim]
Ayo I'm lookin', one eye crooked, drugs cookin'
And a dirty spoon, countin' my blessin's, gotta a dirty money
Attitude aggressive like a pit
'Cause life's the pits and if I should die before I'm rich
I'ma be madder than shit on the bottom of new kicks
On the bottom's a new pro'lem, pro'lems gotta be fixed
My chest don't pump no fear, I'm like a tiger
In the projects in Harlem, my growl rattle the fences
Cops try to target my skin color relentless
Three strikes sentence you years for first offenses
Drama with baby mama got my blood pressure bustin'
My new bitch, I love her, but can't please her for nothin'
Tax pro'lems, hard to get a break from the collectors
Hot 'cause I know Barack won't win another election
First black president, last man standin'
And I'm lookin' for somebody to love me, God damn it

[Chorus: The Sweet Inspirations]
Looking for someone to love me
Now, now, now I'm looking for someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah
[Outro: Diddy]
Everybody needs somebody to love 'em
Feel me?
Yeah
Feel the bass
Come on