Nobody

Album: Grateful (2017)
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    I just got back from where they said I couldn't get back from
    And I thank God, I thank God that I made it
    They surprised, they surprised that I made it
    Heart is like diamonds, keep blindin' their faces
    I wonder how I keep finding these places
    I can't explain how it feels to be patient
    Killing the drama, we finally made it, hey yeah

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody but you
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody but you

    I got something inside of me that can't be quenched
    I'm addicted to winning and I can't be benched
    Go to war for every black queen that they lynched
    And my pockets on chubby but they can't be pinched
    After they use you, then they abuse you
    Then they get mad when they lose you
    (Excuse you)
    You know the liar will accuse you
    You know the queen still reign, it's just business as usual
    Anything I touch, I bless it
    Track record so impressive
    Open the Billboard Awards with a hit record
    The devil thought he had me
    But I rebuked him, got money and I'm still a baddie

    I just got back from where they said I couldn't get back from
    And I thank God, I thank God that I made it
    They surprised, they surprised that I made it
    Heart is like diamonds, keep blindin' their faces
    I wonder how I keep finding these places
    I can't explain how it feels to be patient
    Killing the drama, we finally made it, hey yeah

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody but you
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody but you

    Said nobody knows, all the trouble I've seen (tell 'em, baby)
    Glory, looking for some glory, from all the trouble I've seen (one more time)
    Tell 'em nobody knows, all my sorrows (tell it, baby)
    Nobody knows, yeah, what's tomorrow

    I just got back from where they said I couldn't get back from
    And I thank God, I thank God that I made it
    They surprised, they surprised that I made it
    Heart is like diamonds, keep blinding they faces
    I wonder how I keep finding these places
    I can't explain how it feels to be patient
    Killing the drama, we finally made it, hey yeah (lemme hear you say)

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody but you (one more time, say)
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody but you

    Baby (nobody knows, say your glory, you are)
    Can you feel it?
    Can you see it?
    Talkin' 'bout you (nobody knows) Writer/s: Alicia Cook, Andre Christopher Lyon, Khaled Khaled, Onika Tanya Maraj, Rayshon Cobbs, Thomas Lee Barrett
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, TuneCore Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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