paroles de chanson Nobody Likes You - Repea

Drugs make you feel tough
Money makes it feel tougher
You went from working for supper
To burning 90 bill rubber
The lover for the millions get left finding where their pill is
Cuz on top the got no feelings
Once their bills reach the ceiling
They reach the penicillin
Cash flow
When is your next album though?
Take my pen when the tensions low
Fake the sin then your fandom grow
Toe-to-toe with the greatest
I'm glad you made it
Accept your payment
You're overrated
You a blank canvas now let me paint it
Just like your lyrics, your writers made it

Everybody loves you
But ain't nobody like you
Please just write from heart cuz that's the way nobody's like you
I really hate to break it to you but nobody cares about your ride to
Your 15 million mansion that you owe 100 mill to

Got fake money from fake talent go lad your death for more
You got crowds of fans with open hands just screaming at your door
But you only rap about what makes you great, and all the possessions you hoard
One day they'll know, that you don't write the truth, that's the day we want no more
They rapping the things that they all got
Until the day that they run out
No doubt
All this money ain't stick around
Surround yourself with people that respect you, and love you for who you are
They're the only ones who stick around when times get hard
They sound great on the speaker
But sound shit on the mic
"That freestyle was fire"
No, that shit was typed
I don't believe the critics
I don't believe their lies
I waste my time with it
But I don't trust the hype