Nobody lyrics

[Chorus]
Ain't answerin' nobody
In the crib, cut the world off, I feel like a homebody
I don't kick it with nobody
Fightin' demons with angels, but know I'm alone probably
I don't kick it at no parties
I do drugs by myself, b*tch, I'm throwin' my own parties
Yeah, I ain't trippin' 'bout not a thing
I got karma for everything, but I was wrong probably
Somebody better let all this pain out
I been buildin', I can't let all of the rage out
Blood lover, she keep pullin' a blade out
Cut her arms like she cuttin' a page out
I was stressin', but I'm feelin' okay now
Still can't say that I'm in a good place now
sh*t took flight and I can go outta' state now
In a Sprinter, don't f*ck with the Greyhounds

[Verse]
New designer, used to put on that Sprayground
They was playin' me 'bummy, I'm paid now
Hit the 'telly like a mattress, get laid down
Give her di*k in the back wit' her face down
My white boy a shooter, might spin off a skateboard
And he owe me, that hit barely paid for
Every time I blew a bag, I just made more
I can't fold under pressure, I'm made for it
Heart been on fire, more heat than Miami
I thought they showed me love, but they scammed me
I'm on my sh*t, and that's why they can't stand me
Chasin' money, ain't chasin' no Grammys
New whip for momma and one for my granny
Pops want a two-seater, f*ck a back seat
I want a b*tch who ass so fat it smash me
I'm stuck to plan A, don't want no plan B
Hot sh*t, I'm sicker than Corona
Knocked out, medication coma
Send shots like bartenders own them
I've been chill, go off when I wanna
Please don't pull my card, 'cause I'm on that
Take a n*gga stuff if I want that
Momma, I'm a star, tell 'em quote that
I been goin' hard and they know that
[Chorus]
Ain't answerin' nobody
In the crib, cut the world off, I feel like a homebody
I don't kick it with nobody
Fightin' demons with angels, but know I'm alone probably
I don't kick it at no parties
I do drugs by myself, b*tch, I'm throwin' my own parties
Yeah, I ain't trippin' 'bout not a thing
I got karma for everything, but I was wrong probably
Somebody better let all this pain out
I been buildin', I can't let all of the rage out
Blood lover, she keep pullin' a blade out
Cut her arms like she cuttin' a page out
I was stressin', but I'm feelin' okay now
Still can't say that I'm in a good place now
sh*t took flight and I can go outta' state now
In a Sprinter, don't f*ck with the Greyhounds