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Nobody Helps
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Nobody Helps was released on September 16, 2022 by Independent as a part of the album Nobody Helps - Single
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Release DateSeptember 16, 2022
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Jay
Michael Jay
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Jay
Michael Jay
Composer

Lyrics

Addicted to money, drugs, and women the fast life
I'm Taperin off, I need to get my act right..
Before my past life, knocks me on my ass twice, on black ice
I'm slippin, I'm fallin, I can't get up like the gas price
Hard to start from nothin, man I feel all alone
Got a good head on my shoulders but broke my collar bone,
26, kidneys are failin' I got a lotta stones
Maybe I should call Donald Trump for a small million dollar loan
People talk a whole, lotta shit on me
Makin fake accounts, displayin negativity
Guess there's really no such thing as bad publicity
Can't reverse the past, but keep on backin into me
Smoke crack and begin to peek, out the window its been a week
Overdosin until i peak, savin that shit for LIL PEEP..!
What's gotten into me? feelin rotten I'm sniffin three,
Oxycontin, got me noddin, to the beat of my misery....
So fuck you
And Fuck all of you
Ill do it myself (I'll do it myself)
Nah i dont need your help, because nobody helps
So fuck you
And fuck all of you
I'll do it myself (I'll do it myself)
Nah I don't need your help, nah I don't need your help
I'm independent, but not really independent yet
I sit and question, if I'm in the fifth dimension yet
The kid is stressin, perfectionist with directin sets,
Your first impression is everything aint no second best,
Take a bet, gamble your life on me
That is the price homie, I'll let your wife blow me,
Just like a portable fan, I'm an adorable man
Said she was cool, but won't come to my show
I wont sleep with a horrible fan..
I have standards,
8 years old with bad manners
Don't fuckin tell me I can't curse,
I'm just tryna enhance words, in my damn verse
Mind blowin mind, I'm ill as brain cancer
Gimme a brain transfer, cause mines malfunctionin,
I have punctured it, my mind is crumblin
Only one more line then I'm done with this,
Here to talk shit that is why my tongue exists
So fuck you
And Fuck all of you
Ill do it myself (I'll do it myself)
Nah i dont need your help, because nobody helps
So fuck you
And fuck all of you
I'll do it myself (I'll do it myself)
Nah I don't need your help, nah I don't need your help
Where the fuck's all the dopamine? You a dope, sellin dope to fiends
Hopefully, there is hope for me, sold my soul to this soulless beat
Sold it cheaper than groceries, that you stole from your local cvs,
Broke like his toe, when he kicked a freestyle and choked,
You have woke the beast, bitch now go to sleep
Nobody is holdin me, accountable for anything that I do
This is between me and you...
There's no control to be found, no one is holdin me down,
No one is cold me as me now,
I spit a flow and they frozen, totally drown,
under water and ice
I start a lotta fights when i write, it's why i gotta be nice
It isn't hard to be white...when you a rapper who can spit bars that body the mic
I do not wanna be liked, rather be loved and hated
Thats how you know that you've fuckin made it and did not fake it
I've made mistakes and ive taken breaks and ive gotten wasted
11 years in the making, cause if you wanna make it.. greatness you gotta chase it
Written by: Michael Jay
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