Nobody Video (MV)

Oh no no
Oh no no
Young Probz
Foreign Kash in the building

I ain't stopping till I'm winning for real
Man I'm in this shit for life
I ain't in it for thrills
Do anything for a mill
So cold I'm giving them chills
And I know plenty niggas that have been in the field
But I stayed back from that
I got my own battles, but I ain't on combat
Man I just want my people out the hood and living good
They wanna stop me
Never could
I probably should get Kira to put you niggas in the book
See, people say I've changed cos I'm doing all this rap shit
I ain't changed
You just never knew me, that's some facts shit
Niggas jump on rap for a trend
That's a madness
This takes practise
It ain't quick to hack this
I told them: "Work on your craft"
I try to give them lessons that I learnt from my past
I told them: "Watch out for the snakes, and beware of them"
But if they don't wanna hear me then that's their problem
I can't care for them
Now what do they want from me
Like honestly
I really do this properly
I got to be the next big thing in the game
And, not to be mistaken, I ain't in it for fame
I mean, yeah, I want the legacy
And when I die I want the people to remember me
But firstly, I'm really trying to make a better me
I put in work so I would call it safe to bet on me for me to be the next to be
King, man I'm talking six rings
Me and all my niggas trying to do them big things
Something in me snapped and my grind kicked in
And I've been under pressure but I'll never give in
Gotta move sinister to be the King Pin
So cold I'll make you freeze like my name is Slim Jxm
Man I rap and make beats
Double whammy, win win
Now my phone keep blowing
All I hear is ring ring
But I ain't calling back
You could call me Micah
Trust me I ain't tryna waste credit on my Lyca
While I'm moving major
You man are moving minor
You man are out of key
You're the rat, I'm Pied Piper
I don't want no shortcuts I'll do this in my own time
Focus on your money
Everybody's got their own grind
And I've been waiting for this moment like my whole life
Ever since my heart changed back in twenty-05
I've been on my Michael shit
I'm talkin Jordan, Jackson, that Tyson shit
All you other niggas on that typing shit
Online gangstas, the life you live
Man I ain't like these pricks
Got my priorities straight
I do this for my people, you just want to be bait
I swear, do you niggas even think?
All saying the same thing
You like green?
Well I like all my paper to be pink
Get like me
I see you posing with some five sheets, that might be
Like a bill at most, probably still ain't likely
I swear these niggas think I'm playing when they try me
And then I step up on the booth and I get lively
What's the hold up?
Man I'm ready to go
I swear they'll never be Probz and they'll never be close
Cos I've been killing all these rappers
Got the people turning heads
When you're dead, they'll be calling this the cemetery flow
Now as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I'm nervous, man it got me taking shallower breaths
I don't need the dead weight of no half-assed niggas
See I'm trying to live my life so that I have no regrets
Now stop your talking, man that's quite enough
I swear, all you little niggas always piping up
You're talking bout your glow
But you don't shine like us
We shine bright cos you know we got the Midas touch
I don't buy designer clothes
I invest in myself
I don't take the fake niggas
They get left on the shelf
Cos they ain't worth my time
They ain't earnt the right
And I lost so many battles that I learned to fight
That's making wins from losses
Turn that W upside down
We making M's on the uprise now
There ain't too many that I trust right now
That's why I don't need nobody but us right now
Nobody