Nobody (Album Version|Edited) - Rick Ross/French Montana

Lyrics by：Steve A. Jordan/Christopher Wallace/Ephrem Lopez/Jean Louhisdon/Billy Preston/George Johnson Jr./Karim Kharbouch/Sean"Puffy" Combs/W. Roberts

Composed by：Steve A. Jordan/Christopher Wallace/Ephrem Lopez/Jean Louhisdon/Billy Preston/George Johnson Jr./Karim Kharbouch/Sean"Puffy" Combs/W. Roberts

Produced by：Sean Combs/Stevie J/DJ Enuff/Jiv Pos/Puff Daddy

You wanted to ******* walk around these roaches

These niggas is roaches

These niggas is mere ************* mortals

I'm tryna push you to supreme bein'

You don't wanna *************

You don't wanna embrace your destiny you wanna get by

You don't wanna go into the ************* dark

Where it's lonely

You can't handle the *************

The pain of the ************* not knowin'

When the **** is gonna stop

Momma's tryna save me save me save me

But she don't know

I'm tryna save her save her save her

Man them niggas tried to play me man

Play me man

Man 'til I got this paper this paper

You're nobody nobody 'til somebody somebody kills you

Kills you

Ah yeha yeha

Blast for me the last words from my from my

On the pavement born killers body shivers

** money dollar figures

Hustlers movin' out of rentals art of war is mental

Havin' sushi down in Nobu

Strapped like an Afghan soldier nowhere to go to

So it's bang bang no survivors

Only riders on my rider murder rate rises

Stalkin'

Stalkin' on their IGs never I be

Still solo Under Armour still Polo

No wire on fire

My desire for fine things made me a liar a shooter

Gettin' high feelin' like it's voodoo

Nine lives SK with the cooler

Makaveli in the 'rari still B-I double G I E

I pray you smoke with me

Go to bed with a kilo like Casino

Janet Reno we all we got the creed of Nino

Pretty cars in the driveway

If you cut it then you sideways double up crime pays

Momma's tryna save me save me save me

But she don't know

I'm tryna save her save her save her

Man them niggas tried to play me

Tried to play me

Man

'Til I got this paper paper

You're nobody nobody 'til somebody somebody

Kills you

Kills you

Ah yeah yeah

You wanna walk around with these these

What the is their culture

Where the is their souls at at at

What defines you

These

These with these these these

Silly looks on their faces

You wanna walk around with them or

You wanna walk with God God God

Make up your your your mind

I'm from where the streets test you test you

Mix business and pleasure

Where the c*****e measure

The narcotics is our product

The by-product you walk up on me I cock it

New Mercedes as it peels off

Nothin' penetrates the steel doors

Gang signs see 'em all

I said my prayer as I'm countin' sheep

Never really athletic but I play

For keeps do you feel me

The mortician the morgue fillin' with more snitches

We kill 'em and takin' their takin' their RIP

Chinchillas on a winter night

Black bottles when I'm feelin' like

You wanna know what winners like

And I'm never on that tour bus

Just a decoy decoy decoy the PJ's for two of us

Ciroc boys down to die for Diddy

My niggas ride for less keep it real

Homie made me filthy

Touch mine until it's even kill

Like I'm knowin' every heathen will

Closed the deal with Steven Hill

We Magic City of the networks

Cut a

Cut a cast off how my how my net worths

Momma's tryna save me save me save me

But she don't know

I'm tryna save her save her save her

Man them tried to play me

Tried to play me

Man

'Til I got this paper paper

You're nobody nobody 'til somebody somebody

Kills you

Kills you

Ah yeah yeah

Y'all wanna talk about about jewelries

And Bentley's and Hublot's and and art that niggas

Ain't got on their walls andmansions

Ain't got

Can't even pay the IRS

Let alone their staff

You gotta tell the truth man

The truth'll set you free son the truth will set you free

Set you free set you free set you free