Nobody Knows
Nobody knows, no, nobody knows
Yeah, Listen
Mom and pops from Haiti so I'm first generation
Since day 1 they were stressing education
But nah f' that these rap dreams brought me to the city
Gimme 6 months I'll have the boroughs jumping like diddy
Six months later and the music aint moving
I know I got the soul, but the crowds aint grooving
Doing side jobs left and right tryna make a dollar
Hitting open mics every night tryna get a follow
But the money and the fans just aint adding up right
They clowned me for my jeans, but shit is getting real tight
Landlord at my neck, like a damn hickey
I could move back home, but my pride will never let me
Back against the wall it's survival of the fittest
Time to get this bread I just pray there aint a witness
But i chose the wrong target i could see it in his eyes
He rang two off in my back, all i heard were mamma's cries like, DAMN
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Nobody knows, nobody knows
You think you know?
How it feel to be popular?
On top of the world with everybody on top of ya?
To feel untouchable like ain't nobody stopping ya?
But you never go a day without nobody stopping ya?
Can you take a picture?
Do you follow back on the gram?
Sometimes I drown my liver
They don't even know who I am
Yeah it's cool to be known
But who really a friend?
Hard to separate supporters from who don't give a damn
Tried to give a minute
Only got to give like 40 seconds
Now they mad and stressing me like the tourists of 42nd
Like it's my fault
Swear to god they outta they mind
I should be a horologist the way I try to make time
Hmph
I hope everybody paying attention
They'd pay for attention
Attention you'd regret you were given
Where every Christmas you'd have peace of mind on ya wish-list
They'll never get it
Dammit I'm finished nobody know, nobody know
Yeah
You would have thought that I bar-tend on the side
How I serve up shots of my pride
Expecting surface raps
But instead got what's inside
What really got to me
Is that rap isn't a meritocracy
Got me feeling like fuck, maybe it's not for me
I use to operate just like a doctor all while I answer my calling
But Its been years since I put my all in
I even started doubting me
And They'd leave me looking for reasons
You'll see yourself as the best but forget that looks are deceiving
Acting like you're the man
You're deserving a Oscar
Fuck everything you stand for
Go and work on your posture
Just being frank
But you don't really listen to logic
You'd rather the pretty lie
Then to set your eyes on what's honest
Use to write everyday
Niggaa I didn't play
Really studied the game
Every bodies like Jrae
Why you ain't bigger boy
Your lyrics are tough
Cus being better then everybody else still isn't enough
Nobody knows tho
Yeah
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Yeah
Nobody knows, no-nobody knows
Nobody knows, nobody knows
I'm better than everybody who's better than everybody
And I'm betting anybody I'm bodying everybody
Yeah, Listen
Mom and pops from Haiti so I'm first generation
Since day 1 they were stressing education
But nah f' that these rap dreams brought me to the city
Gimme 6 months I'll have the boroughs jumping like diddy
Six months later and the music aint moving
I know I got the soul, but the crowds aint grooving
Doing side jobs left and right tryna make a dollar
Hitting open mics every night tryna get a follow
But the money and the fans just aint adding up right
They clowned me for my jeans, but shit is getting real tight
Landlord at my neck, like a damn hickey
I could move back home, but my pride will never let me
Back against the wall it's survival of the fittest
Time to get this bread I just pray there aint a witness
But i chose the wrong target i could see it in his eyes
He rang two off in my back, all i heard were mamma's cries like, DAMN
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Nobody knows, nobody knows
You think you know?
How it feel to be popular?
On top of the world with everybody on top of ya?
To feel untouchable like ain't nobody stopping ya?
But you never go a day without nobody stopping ya?
Can you take a picture?
Do you follow back on the gram?
Sometimes I drown my liver
They don't even know who I am
Yeah it's cool to be known
But who really a friend?
Hard to separate supporters from who don't give a damn
Tried to give a minute
Only got to give like 40 seconds
Now they mad and stressing me like the tourists of 42nd
Like it's my fault
Swear to god they outta they mind
I should be a horologist the way I try to make time
Hmph
I hope everybody paying attention
They'd pay for attention
Attention you'd regret you were given
Where every Christmas you'd have peace of mind on ya wish-list
They'll never get it
Dammit I'm finished nobody know, nobody know
Yeah
You would have thought that I bar-tend on the side
How I serve up shots of my pride
Expecting surface raps
But instead got what's inside
What really got to me
Is that rap isn't a meritocracy
Got me feeling like fuck, maybe it's not for me
I use to operate just like a doctor all while I answer my calling
But Its been years since I put my all in
I even started doubting me
And They'd leave me looking for reasons
You'll see yourself as the best but forget that looks are deceiving
Acting like you're the man
You're deserving a Oscar
Fuck everything you stand for
Go and work on your posture
Just being frank
But you don't really listen to logic
You'd rather the pretty lie
Then to set your eyes on what's honest
Use to write everyday
Niggaa I didn't play
Really studied the game
Every bodies like Jrae
Why you ain't bigger boy
Your lyrics are tough
Cus being better then everybody else still isn't enough
Nobody knows tho
Yeah
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Yeah
Nobody knows, no-nobody knows
Nobody knows, nobody knows
I'm better than everybody who's better than everybody
And I'm betting anybody I'm bodying everybody
Credits
Writer(s): John William Heaton-jones, Robert Charles Carlton
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