Top Songs By BabyJake
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyJake
Vocals
Jake Herring
Programming
Danny Shyman
Guitar
Shamal Campbell
Background Vocals
Amanda Chacon
Background Vocals
Kenyon Dixon
Choir
Quishima Dixon
Choir
Sharon Bennett
Choir
Sara Williams
Choir
Seven McIntosh
Choir
Halo McIntosh
Choir
Chosen McIntosh
Choir
Jaslyn Taylee
Choir
Sean Phelan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Herring
Composer
Danny Shyman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Herring
Producer
Danny Shyman
Producer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Sean Phelan
Recording Engineer
Ellie Havenstrite
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
People tell me I'm nobody
Every time I show up at the after-party (come on men, come on)
I just wanna be somebody
Somebody like you
Do I fit in your shoes?
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
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, getting me in touch with my emotions
Who the f- does my promotion?
Why ain't I the one in Vogue getting chosen?
Calling 'es in, walk-in wrist frozen
Making more than a billionaire with Bentley in the back
The label caught a mil but I still ain't seen a scratch
People tell me I'm nobody
Every time I show up at the after-party (come on men, come on)
I just wanna be somebody
Somebody like you
Do I fit in your shoes?
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
Um, you see scratch ain't better than sh-
'Cause by comparison I'm basically just sucking your- (whoa!)
Talk about arrogance, I almost didn't release this song
I thought about how embarrassing 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 pushing, mama I'ma be a star
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?
Writer(s): Jacob Herring, Danny Shyman
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