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Aaron Hertz Musiq - Nobody Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ayy, letter to myself, don't take it personal (take it personal )
Gone put that doubting shit, boy, to the left of me (to the left of me)
You gota ball before you fall, for the greater things (greater things)
On 48, baby, I don’t roll with nobody who ain't ten toes for me( toes for me)

I put this mind in the matter, cause we gon' go through things
( go through things)
Baby, I’m from the mud and the trenches too ( trenches too)
Learned this on my own, OG ain't wanna give directions
(give directions)
They think it's so easy, lil' baby, just to be a stepper
(ooop)

I can't paint your picture and tell you what hurt is
(tell you what hurt is)
Shawty, I ain't Picasso, this ain't no art show
( ain't no art show)
Go back and forth, cross that fence, gon’ teach ya lesson
Ain’t no grass, greener slime in either direction

[Bridge]
Baby cause, life keeps spinning
When the worst things happen, I'm tired of listening to these fuck n***a rapping
He shot, Take shots, n***a, I’m Mr. T
(Mr. T)
This the ghetto gospel, n***a, I'm on repeat
(I'm on repeat) (I'm on repeat) (I’m on repeat)
I throw p's, baby, I'm Peyton manning
(Peyton manning)
Rose from the sand, baby, this feel like pavement
(feel like pavement)
Fast car, fast life, n***a, I'm on the road
I get money, n***a
[Chorus]
I really ain't nobody (hmm)
Who tryna tell somebody (hmm)
About somebody who come from nothing
One thing for certain
A n***a getting money, a n***a getting money

I really ain't nobody (hmm)
(ain't nobody)
Who tryna tell somebody (hmm)
(trying to tell somebody)
About somebody who come from nothing
One thing for certain
A n***a getting money, a n***a getting money


[verse 2]
Ever stood in a trap till your feet hurt
Monkey see, monkey do, but I'll be a pigeon first
I ain't gon' loan a n***a nothing

Cause he ain't gon' treat you right
Mac, gon' craft a n***a bitch
N***a aye where the cheese
(where the cheese)
We all got different problems, baby
But know we flock together
( flock together)
Shit like L.A., baby
Girl, cause we got cookies all in it
Bitch, I'm off the skillet five

But I get shit poppin
I remember being L.A.M.E
With no pot to piss in
Baby, I can't, mm
(baby I ..)
Can't say nothing
Get real money
I got real motion
I remember being L.A..M.E with
No pot to piss in

Ayy, hit him with that stick
It get like madden
(get like madden)
Hit stick, watch shit

It get to tragic
(It get to tragic)
Done paid n****s bonds
And they done got to rattin
(done got to rattin )
Now Ain't never been in them four walls
But they tryna count me
Don't give a fuck
Nah, baby
[Chorus 2]
I really ain't nobody (hmm)
(really ain't nobody)
Who tryna tell somebody (hmm)
(tryna tell somebody)
About somebody who come from nothing
One thing for certain
A n***a getting money, a n***a getting money
Baby, I really ain't nobody(hmm)
Who tryna tell somebody(hmm)
About somebody who come from nothing
One thing for certain
A n***a getting gettin