You're Nobody 'Til Somebody Loves You (feat. Lunar C) - Raf Riley Remix

(Nobody 'til somebody loves you) (It's hard times when nobody wants you) Yeah (Fill up my cup, don't ever otop coming) (Get up on top, well make it pop, honey) It's in the game boy You ain't ready to go to war I suggest that all you dregs stay the fuck down and play dead You know my tracks make skulls buy some break-necks I've banked high enough to knock the dust out your tape deck Still smokin' like I got a free supply And it's been legalized We be high like Big Pump's B.M.I Clouds of weed smoke Fuckin' with my depth perception Got promoters coughing up like a chest infection Listening to action bronson, gonna sharpen machete Yo, I hit you with that drop-kick, Marty Jannetty My pride got me limping 'cause my balls are so heavy Just call me Mr Universe, like an army of twenty They used to overlook me, now they're takin' photos It makes no sense, like a bodice that says Y.O.L.O I'm making moves through the doubt I can see I'm winning If you don't like it, get a mouth full of this Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody loves you Nobody, nobody wants you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody, nobody, no, no, no, no Cut to the chase like news cameras in a high speed pursuit Chai Tegan's loops and a lime-green salute Call me Flag, yeah, because I'm always on some shit I'm not playing lunar and the one to squabble with Your girl left you 'cause I'm more awesome The bitch told me I'm a fine pork swordsman Refined small portion, supply for caution Make the bitch scream like she saw the four horsemen They say you're nobody 'till somebody loves you But nobody's, nobody Nobody is above you Don't wanna be defined by the people you know Rather be on my own like a poor fruit Never know you're never getting the last laugh Upside-down flag on my start-back Tipper's on top, but a puffer's on the puffer But that back is off to the side to the back hand (back hand) Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Nobody, nobody loves you It's hard times, nobody wants you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody, nobody, no, no, no, no Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody wants you, nobody loves you Nobody, nobody, no, no, no, no