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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyJake
BabyJake
Vocals
Jake Herring
Jake Herring
Programming
Danny Shyman
Danny Shyman
Guitar
Shamal Campbell
Shamal Campbell
Background Vocals
Amanda Chacon
Amanda Chacon
Background Vocals
Kenyon Dixon
Kenyon Dixon
Choir
Quishima Dixon
Quishima Dixon
Choir
Sharon Bennett
Sharon Bennett
Choir
Sara Williams
Sara Williams
Choir
Seven McIntosh
Seven McIntosh
Choir
Halo McIntosh
Halo McIntosh
Choir
Chosen McIntosh
Chosen McIntosh
Choir
Jaslyn Taylee
Jaslyn Taylee
Choir
Sean Phelan
Sean Phelan
Performer
Jaslyn Taylee-Edgar
Jaslyn Taylee-Edgar
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Herring
Jake Herring
Composer
Danny Shyman
Danny Shyman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Herring
Jake Herring
Producer
Danny Shyman
Danny Shyman
Producer
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Sean Phelan
Sean Phelan
Recording Engineer
Ellie Havenstrite
Ellie Havenstrite
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
People tell me I'm nobody
Every time I show up at the after party
I just wanna be somebody
Somebody like you
Do I fit in your shoes?
[Verse 2]
(Dame un poquito papi)
People tell me I'm nobody, body
People tell me I'm not you, you
People tell me I'm nobody, body
People tell me I'm not you, you
[Verse 3]
Yeah, misunderstood, everything's all good, please, don't kick me out
I got enough insider footage with my foot inside my mouth
I got In Touch, gettin' me in touch my emotions
Who the fuck does my promotion?
Why ain't I the one in Vogue gettin' chosen?
Callin' hoes in
Walk in, wrist frozen
Makin' more than a billionaire with a Bentley in the back
The label caught a mil' but I still ain't seen a scratch
[Verse 4]
People tell me I'm nobody
Every time I show up at the after party
I just wanna be somebody
Somebody like you
Do I fit in your shoes?
[Verse 5]
(Dame un poquito papi)
People tell me I'm nobody, body
People tell me I'm not you, you
People tell me I'm nobody, body
People tell me I'm not you, you
[Verse 6]
Um, you see scratch ain't better than shit
'Cause by comparison I'm basically just suckin' your (Whoa)
Talk about arrogance, I almost didn't release this song
I thought about how embarrassin' it'd be for me to talk this long
About my biz and awkward situations
Life could make you happy or you might be at odds
But remember who you are, take that bullet to the heart
Gotta keep that train a pushin'
Momma, I'ma be a star
[Verse 7]
People tell me I'm nobody
Every time I show up at the after party
I just wanna be somebody
Somebody like you
Do I fit in your shoes?
Written by: Danny Shyman, Jake Herring
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