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NOBODY (feat. RobbeyRob) Video (MV)




Performed By: KA
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: Robert Hackett, Jae'Von McClain




KA - NOBODY (feat. RobbeyRob) Lyrics




They wanna combine but we doing fine
BELIEVERSONLY. we envision more
You want us to sign on that dotted line?
Quarter milli, not a penny lower
We undefeated on the leaderboard
OG coaching he leader for us
We Shaq & Kobe if you need a score
But them other niggas they won't see the floor
U-S.BEE plugged in the mission
Cooking up beats know he stay in the kitchen
Staying consistent
Curry from three, when he aim it's efficient
The purest precision..
We know our position, we playing it well
Weight on the scale, you smell what we whipping
I'm ringing the bell, so bring the collision
Throw in the towel or make a decision
All I need is the title, I want it I'm promise I'm moving like Jay
You can see what I'm on, been watching the throne now I'm feeling like Ye'
They can say what they want cause I'm checking they tone
No over the phone, I'll never condone
Boy I'm knocking him out, I don't care what he weigh
Bitch I'm a Tank, I'm a heavy hitter
Going straight to the liver, ain't talking dinner
These rappers be sweet and they women bitter
Cause they talking a lot but do not deliver
Give me a beat knock it out the frame
Me I'm bringing the heat, I provide the flame
Living my life I cannot complain
I ain't faking my shit, we is not the same

And I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me

Man, I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me

Back from the corner give em' hell
I know you think you Pretty Boy Floyd
This hook gon' turn a nigga Tony Snell
Brick, slip, jab then repeat
Feel the people rising out their seats
Bitches showing titties in the bleachers
And Michael Buffer cursing at the tv
Niggas think you sweet like diabetes
Til' combos sound like Onomatopoeias
You push a lot of P but bitch it's Peoon
If it ain't bout some money I speak Cleon
Gus D'Amato screaming Rocky kill him
No tomorrow, No tomorrow nigga
I call this here the Neil deGrasse Tyson
You guaranteed to see the stars nigga
Now I'm alive, chinks in the armor
That rush your demise
Weaving that jab cause the speed is remedial
Throwing this hook like I got a surprise
I'm daring your niggas to throw in the towel
I'm catching that bitch and I'm tossing it back
Started the fight with the odds in your favor
I studied that shit for a plan of attack
Fan duel jumping out the roof
Over-unders getting niggas geeked
Oh they said Kehlani in the crowd
That ain't shit but sealing your defeat
Pay per view to see a nigga sleep
C'mon chat and join a nigga stream
This the winning shot nigga cheese
Stand over git nigga glee
F*ck a shoe size nigga stand in my Evisu's
Division champ but it be hard to fight
Cause you niggas know what it'll lead to
Feel the ropes a nigga bleed through
Real shit I gotta weave through
The trick to winning never what you see
But it's really what a nigga see through
The habits that a nigga build up
The small shit a nigga peep too
Your hand fall when you jab son
I'm a show you what you pay the cost for
Ain't nothing scary like determination
And that's what some niggas take a loss for
That's what some niggas risk it all for
That's what some niggas be a boss for
ROB

Man,
And I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me

Man, I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me
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They wanna combine but we doing fine
BELIEVERSONLY. we envision more
You want us to sign on that dotted line?
Quarter milli, not a penny lower
We undefeated on the leaderboard
OG coaching he leader for us
We Shaq & Kobe if you need a score
But them other niggas they won't see the floor
U-S.BEE plugged in the mission
Cooking up beats know he stay in the kitchen
Staying consistent
Curry from three, when he aim it's efficient
The purest precision..
We know our position, we playing it well
Weight on the scale, you smell what we whipping
I'm ringing the bell, so bring the collision
Throw in the towel or make a decision
All I need is the title, I want it I'm promise I'm moving like Jay
You can see what I'm on, been watching the throne now I'm feeling like Ye'
They can say what they want cause I'm checking they tone
No over the phone, I'll never condone
Boy I'm knocking him out, I don't care what he weigh
Bitch I'm a Tank, I'm a heavy hitter
Going straight to the liver, ain't talking dinner
These rappers be sweet and they women bitter
Cause they talking a lot but do not deliver
Give me a beat knock it out the frame
Me I'm bringing the heat, I provide the flame
Living my life I cannot complain
I ain't faking my shit, we is not the same

And I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me

Man, I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me

Back from the corner give em' hell
I know you think you Pretty Boy Floyd
This hook gon' turn a nigga Tony Snell
Brick, slip, jab then repeat
Feel the people rising out their seats
Bitches showing titties in the bleachers
And Michael Buffer cursing at the tv
Niggas think you sweet like diabetes
Til' combos sound like Onomatopoeias
You push a lot of P but bitch it's Peoon
If it ain't bout some money I speak Cleon
Gus D'Amato screaming Rocky kill him
No tomorrow, No tomorrow nigga
I call this here the Neil deGrasse Tyson
You guaranteed to see the stars nigga
Now I'm alive, chinks in the armor
That rush your demise
Weaving that jab cause the speed is remedial
Throwing this hook like I got a surprise
I'm daring your niggas to throw in the towel
I'm catching that bitch and I'm tossing it back
Started the fight with the odds in your favor
I studied that shit for a plan of attack
Fan duel jumping out the roof
Over-unders getting niggas geeked
Oh they said Kehlani in the crowd
That ain't shit but sealing your defeat
Pay per view to see a nigga sleep
C'mon chat and join a nigga stream
This the winning shot nigga cheese
Stand over git nigga glee
F*ck a shoe size nigga stand in my Evisu's
Division champ but it be hard to fight
Cause you niggas know what it'll lead to
Feel the ropes a nigga bleed through
Real shit I gotta weave through
The trick to winning never what you see
But it's really what a nigga see through
The habits that a nigga build up
The small shit a nigga peep too
Your hand fall when you jab son
I'm a show you what you pay the cost for
Ain't nothing scary like determination
And that's what some niggas take a loss for
That's what some niggas risk it all for
That's what some niggas be a boss for
ROB

Man,
And I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me

Man, I don't see nobody stopping me
You hating, should really be proud of me
Say we going up like the lottery
I'm knowing, you ain't gotta lie to me
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Writer: Robert Hackett, Jae'Von McClain
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