It's Nothing Songtext
von Kerser

Lighting weed in the hood that I grew up in,
Well I fucked a man it′s nothing
Fuck all who I trust man
People ask me do I trust them.

I can't be fucked see you know me a long time now,
I′ve never stopped to lie down,
Racking up a line now,
Back stage in a state that I don't know.

I do it for the promo, and the fame with the money but you know so,
Walk with head phones listen to my own shit,
this place I grew up in feeling like my home kid.

Empty her,
and so many empty purse,
got me walkin round drunk,
look for trouble it's besser.

But I guess that′s what my day brings, sitting at the bridge I use to fuckin day dream.


The world turns and I′m getting kinda dizzy now,
deep breath and I'm sitting down,
purple in my cup now,
dark purple sit my arse down.

So fresh, so smooth I don′t need to lie,
oh yes she moves she don't wonder why,
I′m the man right now that it explains itself,
started poor now I'm feeling like I′m traded well,
need space so my mind is on a mission now

So fast, so far what I'm thinkin bout, and I never had no time for your shit
I think, that's why they all mad
they don′t like that I win.

See success is in the air tonight,
you pour yourself, your pouring mine you get your wealth, I′m getting mine
your everything is extra fine
your running out like extra time
I never meant to mess your mine.

But it's kinda how the story goes,
If my brains stayed the same till the story goes.

Bring it all back with the way to act,
and they talk that smack in aren′t hearing that,
bring it all back for the street to have,
You can have that crown I don't need it back.


What I′ve learnt for this chicken time,
hustle world bruz gotta have that business mind,
I'm heading out to the unknown,
I′m cruising you can watch me go.

Lighting weed in the hood that I grew up in,
Well I fucked a man it's nothing
Fuck all who I trust man
People ask me do I trust them.

Lighting weed in the hood that I grew up in,
Well I fucked a man it's nothing
Fuck all who I trust man
People ask me do I trust them