Lyrics B.o.B – Nobody Told Me
Text:
Hook 1:
I guess I bit off more than I could chew
And nobody told me, nobody told me
Had it all and never knew
Hook 2:
Nobody told me money don’t make you rich
And if it did, I’m missing something
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
And if they did, I’d still be missing
Verse 1:
Who knew that this much success will make it so hard
But that’s to accept the fact that I can’t go back where I left
And back track my steps, back track my steps
The records I dropped, so massive, so large
It makes it hard for hip-hop to digest
The things that I do, I guess if it’s true
Well fuck it, a nigga too good to be the best
Too good to be the best, too good to be stressed
Cuz this the type of life, too good to regret
You know money don’t buy you no respect
Nigga no respect, nigga no respect yea
So what the hell is that?
I’m tryna recreate the past that I never had
And smash girls I could never smash
And live fantasies that’ll never last
Hook 1 & 2
Verse 2:
I ran away from home just to try to make a million
Yea, just to try to make a million
When you look around and what you really need is missing
It’s like, it’s like I’m suffering from a sickness
And can’t find a doctor to fill out the prescription
Or diagnose the illness
Can’t leave it in the book, can’t buy from the dealer
And I find that ironic
Yeah, I find that ironic
How I can buy anything that I ever wanted
But I really had it all when I ain’t have nothing
They always say that mo money, mo problems
I guess I, I guess I should’ve listened to the warning
I guess I, I guess I should anticipate the stormy weather
I guess I’d illustrate it if it’s good but however
Well if it’s clever
I couldn’t find the words to say it better
I’m knee-deep within these endeavors
But all that glitters with gold is not treasure
I’m ready for whatever, I never let er
I work even better when I’m under pressure
They say money don’t make you rich
Cuz you can’t buy shit that can make you better, word
Hook 2 & 1
