
Nobody Golden BSP (Ft. Eric Reprid)
"Nobody" by Golden BSP (Ft. Eric Reprid) is a #HipHop track released in 2021. The song explores themes of loneliness, identity, and the search for connection in a disconnected world. It features a blend of introspective lyrics and smooth beats, highlighting emotional vulnerability. Its relatable message resonated with listeners, contributing to its popularity in the genre.

[Intro - Golden BSP]
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Cali Ghost spooky with the sauce, it's a hashtag
[Verse 1 - Golden BSP]
I'm with my homie on the road
Shawty calling but I don't pick up the phone
When I'm out, sorry mama
But you know it's not my fault
Told her she could take the money from the vault
Pampered bitch, nah, [?] I call her honey bunch
She a cutie little, pretty little booty in the trunk
On my chest, cross across my chest, praying up to God
Got the deck, got a couple fucking '40s in the trunk
She was crying when I left, at her bedside destroy her (I destroy her)
She just want me making it back in the morning (in the morning)
When I left, it was raining, it was pouring
She just want me making it back in the morning
Oh my God, holy, holy, holy moly
Got a body for my wrist and made a ghost and got a Rollie
Made a toast to the whole team, I got the whole team
Made a toast I'd never rat, I'd rather die than talk to police
Oh my God
[Chorus]
I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Oh my God, I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Oh my God, I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Oh my God, I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Cali Ghost spooky with the sauce, it's a hashtag
[Verse 1 - Golden BSP]
I'm with my homie on the road
Shawty calling but I don't pick up the phone
When I'm out, sorry mama
But you know it's not my fault
Told her she could take the money from the vault
Pampered bitch, nah, [?] I call her honey bunch
She a cutie little, pretty little booty in the trunk
On my chest, cross across my chest, praying up to God
Got the deck, got a couple fucking '40s in the trunk
She was crying when I left, at her bedside destroy her (I destroy her)
She just want me making it back in the morning (in the morning)
When I left, it was raining, it was pouring
She just want me making it back in the morning
Oh my God, holy, holy, holy moly
Got a body for my wrist and made a ghost and got a Rollie
Made a toast to the whole team, I got the whole team
Made a toast I'd never rat, I'd rather die than talk to police
Oh my God
[Chorus]
I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Oh my God, I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Oh my God, I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me anymore
Oh my God, I feel like nobody know me, yeah
I feel like nobody know me
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