Rekstarr - Nobody Knows lyrics

[Intro - Hi-Rez] *weird mouth sounds* Rekstarr waddup Kyle waddup [Hook - Kyle Dion] My moneys mixed up into man what the f**ing Which way to go, money and fame man Nobody knows , nobody knows man Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, He wants to f** with you Good loving s** with you, man that's the set that's true Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, nobody knows man Oh oh [Verse 1 - Hi-Rez] Psychologists, Xanax, Nike Air Max's I go in and I bloody every record like it's Tampex Mail it out like Anthrax, all in her guts like Zantac f** costs for paying taxes, white boy with his pants sag Drugs in my backpack, i'll rob you with a bank mask 5-0 I better act fast, Thinking hella' abstract Held by extra terrestrial, still heteros**ual I'm just trying to get up in shorties pie like a decimal Signed to a label, but i'm still broke as f** Oh my god you're Mack Miller, psht sh** close enough Drinking beer, prescription popping, with no plan on stopping f** the motherf**ing government, middle finger to [?] Look i don't know you, I don't trust you I don't owe you nothing f** you You better get out my face before i pull out this knife and cut you Polo shirt, polo draw ill ride up on a polo horse You kinda look like the future b**h that i plan to divorce Ima' f** you, ima' duck you, i'll probably say i love you This remind me of the time up in the closet with my uncle My life is falling apart, i'm stuck in the f**ing dark I wish a hater would f**ing shoot me or stab me up in the heart b**h [Hook - Kyle Dion] My moneys mixed up into man what the f**ing Which way to go, money and fame man Nobody knows , nobody knows man Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, He wants to f** with you Good loving s** with you, man that's the set that's true Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, nobody knows man Oh oh [Verse 2 - Hi-Rez] Temptation, b**hes, impatiens, women I'm tryina' pray to god but i feel like he don't listen Couple stacks on the chain, lot of money lot of pain Someone tell me that i'm not, cause i think i'm going insane Psychiatrists, doctors, watch them Meet the Fockers While the feed me random medicine and give me random shots Ain't nobody knows me, i wonder if this wrote news [?][?][?][?][?][?] Maybe i should hold you Becoming an alcoholic, drinking more than usual f** - being a rapper, what the f** looked cool to you Everybody using you, people trying to shoot at you I caught an STD from these groupies, this life is beautiful Familiar sh** is big and strange and strange sh** is familiar Everything you love will f**ing one day end up k**ing ya I guarantee they lying to you if they say they feeling ya Someone pa** the cough syrup homie cause i'm ill as f** [Hook - Kyle Dion] My moneys mixed up into man what the f**ing Which way to go, money and fame man Nobody knows , nobody knows man Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, He wants to f** with you Good loving s** with you, man that's the set that's true Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, no no nahhh Nobody knows My moneys mixed up into man what the f**ing Which way to go, money and fame man Nobody knows , nobody knows man Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, He wants to f** with you Good loving s** with you, man that's the set that's true Nobody knows, nobody knows man Nobody knows, nobody knows man Oh oh