nobody know Lyrics

Silver spoons make a lot of noise on golden teeth

Kept their pockets in they sewed up jeans (genes)

So you really not gonna be

What you wanted you to be

What they promised you, it take a lot to see

"That clinic killed my soul

And we don't gotta be solo"

Yeah, you must be bored with the amount your phone out

It's no doubt

I step out, you come by, we check out

We don't rent movies no more

We streaming it right from the browser

Low-key like Jack as Bowser

For buyers based on behavioral research

Selling nostalgia and arousal

Just less than a thousand the starting bid these days

Make sure we save up and behave

And keep sane, and keep sane

And keep sane, and keep sane, and keep sane

And keep

Solo

Think we were better off solo

Solo

You don't do nothing for nobody but yourself

Couldn't lift a finger like the blinker busted

And speaking of it, life gave you options

What you chosen ain't even nothing

Get the fuck out the crib, don't let the door beat you

Leave the meter running

Left the water running

Ain't it funny how we so used to something so convenient, wasn't it

It's so convenient, wasn't it

Silver spoons make a lot of noise on golden teeth

Kept their pockets in they sewed up jeans (genes)

So you really not gonna be

What you wanted you to be

What they promised you, it take a lot to see

Nah, I smell like coconut

I'm closer to a Soviet

I sold my ducks, but off in the Caribbean

Cause I ain't one for control much

We need pandemonium

Or ammonia gon' be our harmonium

Just eat your communion

My life look regal like Al Pacino

Just cut the scene though, I be the real

They stick to me like a needle

Right on my earlobe like I got the secret sauce

Ain't nobody beat the boss

This ain't no Dark Souls 3 though

No easy-mode, no cheat code

I keep going, I get the inside peek

And we on our knees (on-time)

You as disconnected as the dead controller

Every moment wasted

Set control to aim assist

You only talking and never listen

But I promise they gon' get it

Won't let you fly solo

Still nobody knows

Still nobody knows

Still nobody knows

Still nobody knows

All the pain that I ache was for you

Everything that I gave was for you

Yeah, yeah

Silver spoons make a lot of noise on golden teeth

Kept their pockets in they sewed up jeans (genes)

So you really not gonna be

What you wanted you to be

What they promised you, it take a lot to see

Silver spoons make a lot of noise on golden teeth

Kept their pockets in they sewed up jeans (genes)

So you really not gonna be

What you wanted you to be

What they promised you, it take a lot to see

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