Your nobody till somebody kills you Its Bad Boy bitch Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G. Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito Hitting fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's

Like Haggard, Hank and her Nobody makes me cry, nobody gets me high Nobody says goodbye and takes me back in time To the place that we once were Nobody thrills me, nobody chills me Nobody kills me Whiskey knows my weakness Bartender knows my pain My

Mama's tryna save me But she don't know I'm tryna save her Man, them niggas tried to play me Man, 'til I got this paper You're nobody 'til somebody kills you You wanted to fuckin' walk around these roaches These niggas is roaches These niggas is mere