Nothing On Me ft. Kemzino Lyrics

Countless madness caught on these cameras

Talk that clout but you ain't on badness

Crazy how a calm ting turns real

Hide and seek is it ops or them cops

These man are like spiders they slide on the web

Couldn't really care what Simon said

Them man their, nothing on me, hold up

Why play with your life outside it's a concrete jungle

Survival of the fittest the trapped and the free

But fam these boys got nothing on me

Ah these haters got nothing on me

Nah that flex got nothing on me

Fam no sweat, nah nothing on me

Ain't no threat, ain't nothing on me

Oh good lord, all eyes on me

Bitch Rick James got nothing on me

Ah these haters got nothing on me

Oh theses fakers got nothing on me

Boy that flex got nothing on me

Your Gucci buss downs got nothing on me

Oh good lord all eyes on me

Damn we bang we slang we fam

Your gangs and sets got nothing on me

That way rat race cutting that cheese

Feds come they aint got nothing on me

Damn we bang we slang we fam your gangs and sets got nothing on me

Ahh these haters got nothing on me

Oh good lord, all eyes on me

Damn we bang we slang we fam your gangs and sets got nothing on me

Bitch Rick James got nothing on me

Ah these haters got nothing on me

Oh theses fakers got nothing on me

Boy that flex got nothing on me

Your Gucci buss downs got nothing on me

Oh good lord all eyes on me

Damn we bang we slang we fam

your gangs and sets got nothing on me

That way rat race cutting that cheese

Feds come they aint got nothing on me

Damn we bang we slang we fam your gangs and sets got nothing on me

Ahh these haters got nothing on me

Oh good lord all eyes on me

Damn we bang we slang we fam your gangs and sets got nothing on me

Mind diamond keep elevating

When it comes to money stick to obligation

Coming out the Congo we're the flyest nation

And I got my chauffeur and my transportation

Mind diamond keep elevating

When it comes to money stick to obligation

Coming out the Congo we're the flyest nation

And I got my chauffeur and my transportation

I'm multicultural plus I'm motivated

There's hustle patient like Nipsey waiting

Victory lap when it comes to racing

You gotta throw your hat as if you graduated

You're in your bag and you finally made it

All eyes on me I got the mirrors hatin'

Cameras down I gotta do the painting

What? Nothing on me!

Bitch, Rick James got nothing on me

Ah, these haters got nothing on me

Oh these fakers got nothing on me

Boy, that flex got nothing on me

Your Gucci buss down's got nothing on me

Oh good lord, all eyes on me

Damn, we bang, we slang, we fam

Your gang's and sets got nothing on me