Текст песни Nobody - Dremo

I'm in the mood
6a.m I line up, i'm back in the booth
I started out, a happy child
Cos i ain't had nothing to be mad about
Or be sad about, just wanted my music out
It was me and Flo trying to figure
s--ut out my O.G Joe, dat my n---a mhen
Introduced me to Yeyo & honorable death
We became friends friends and then family
Na for my papa dinning table wey P.G sign me
One year and six month, I dey for
studio
I was a producer, that is something ya'll didn't know
My mama said, this thing really cool, that before you do music
Say, you gat to finish school
On the phone now, she dey shout, going all loud
But i'm zoned out, sorry mum, I done dey smoke now
Then I sleep off, she called me, I know pick up
Then she text me, it's your life; goodluck
Yaah! no criticise wetin you no know hai!
Or wetin you no fit to understand oh oh
Dem one pour sand, sand for my garri oh, oh oh oohy
But baba God no go give dem chance ooh oh
If nobody talks about you, then you're nobody, nobody, nobody
If nobody talks about you, then you're nobody, nobody, nobody
(And ever since I met fresh, I have been making very disturbing music)
Hustle my way from IB to Lasgidi
Had two single that year that I was promoting
Normal level and OBT
Pay promoter for promotion, o lu waa njibiti
Dey collect money, collect money, owo tan ninu bank ooh
Few months later on the phone with Sir Banko
How far? I done come back Lagos
I say I done go Ibadan, dem say come back; Ok boss
I'm on a road, traffic e dey, we moving slow
Redemption camp is on a Friday
How I got ignored, skipped that?
Fell in love-missed that!
Gave up- grrr get back
Fela jump- then dey felt that
That phone call change my life, just in case you don't know
And I'll quote "omo Dremo you're getting signed tomorrow"
OBO change my life
Me and the mayor of Lagos gat stand the same night
Yaah! no criticise wetin you no know hai!
Or wetin you no fit to understand oh oh
Dem one pour sand, sand for my garri oh, oh oh oohy
But baba God no go give dem chance ooh oh
If nobody talks about you, then you're nobody, nobody, nobody
If nobody talks about you, then you're nobody, nobody, nobody
Now I get a lot of fan love, drunk in every night club
I'll be f-----g all the nice w----s, fcking up the night shows
When things happen back doors only the artist gets to blame for it
S--t is getting f----d up, some people done dey f--k up
My management- keep that
my girlfriend- skip that
Some of my day one, we dey call friend- keep that
All the s--t I skip affected me mentally
Lost one of the realest, last year n---a was there for me
Broken heart, fallen apart
I hope chime I know will drive into heavens park
Real gees, bami ki Biggy ati 2pac
Welcome to the EP. Codename
Yaah! no criticise wetin you no know hai!
Or wetin you no fit to understand oh oh
Dem one pour sand, sand for my garri oh, oh oh oohy
But baba God no go give dem chance ooh oh