Nobody Likes Me

[Chorus: Shadz]
Nobody likes me and that’s okay
Cause I don’t fuck with many anyways
I don’t fuck with many anyways
I let the trap talk for me
I fly birds honey, I’m round some brick boys so we all make money
I’m in the ride with Charles and molly
We the truth like ghost and Tommy

[Verse 1: Fizzler]
We get brick pan brick like skillibeng
You an oppthot you ain't getting more than willy then
You don't like me come get drilly then
Many men ready for the beef
I'll get 50 cent
Is it a bird or a plane?
That's a HP
How you gang but only one ate, eighteen
They don't like me, fuck the wholе
Creeping on us, if I back it, its crazy
Spread the word top shotters arе back
Tell my worker be exact, already counted the pack
Give you bando blueprints, Jay Z of the trap
No need for 3 G's, send him up like nahash
Nobody likes but suck your mum
Cause I don't fuck with you anyways
I wouldn't have it any other way

[Chorus: Shadz]
Nobody likes me and that’s okay
Cause I don’t fuck with many anyways
I don’t fuck with many anyways
I let the trap talk for me
I fly birds honey, I’m round some brick boys so we all make money
I’m in the ride with Charles and molly
We the truth like ghost and Tommy

[Verse 2: Shadz]
No lying, I’m on backroads doing mileage
Grinding, why these Local trappers preeing my ting, I’m known to run it up, from winter till summers up
She don’t wanna hit the gym, just invoice me the tummy tuck
You trap hard come Fuck with me
From a yungen I been up on fuckery
My ex lost all her love for me
To be hustling From morn to the eve
I’m a trap boy, shawty saying she don’t fuck with rap boys, you act boy we the type to come around and slap boys
The Hussle Niggas wanna hear me rap about the trap
I ain’t whipping it to powder, link the plug already bagged
It’s Friday night I got them party drugs, to get the party tun
We shipping pounds of the cali weed, I can’t shot any bud
That’s cap highs and lows, get em gone
For the prof, I’ll erase your whole squad on god
No lie lie lie

[Chorus: Shadz]
Nobody likes me and that’s okay
Cause I don’t fuck with many anyways
I don’t fuck with many anyways
I let the trap talk for me
I fly birds honey, I’m round some brick boys so we all make money
I’m in the ride with Charles and molly
We the truth like ghost and Tommy