You're Nobody 'Til Somebody Loves You - 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