Released on March 11, 2020

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Verse:

I lost a lot of friends in always thinking we were equal

I made them family and never saw the heart of evil

And when my money fell I never ever saw these people

Try to build a dream, I thought we're voices for the people

I see the culture shifting, all this faking for the people

Selling their religion they just want a thousand people

Rock a Tom Ford it's money that we all agree to

Try to save souls, its rapping I ain't seen truth

You claiming you're a Christian, I ain't seen the damn proof

I ain't pointing fingers, I ain't no damn proof

I see you acting shady every time I say truth

I'm trying to get this money right, that's the claim boo

And I ain't even trippin' cause I share the faith too

And I ain't for the faking all you cats can hate too

But I was in the same shoes, trusted lame fools

Cause when a homie dropped all these colors stayed true

Never trust the industry cat, they change too

You can rock with them just to get your damn loot

And all these painted pictures, man I got the damn proof

And I ain't messing with these dawgs, I run the game too

Hook:

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Verse:

I lost a lot of things in life and always kept it rapping

I know it's hard but I'm living with a broken passion

Call it gift and a curse, you think I'm growing at it

But they won't never understand why this nigga passive

They don't know, they don't know, they just wanna talk

A lot of times I'm fighting demons that's in my heart

And when I talk reckless, I don't go breathless

I got a lot of rage in my heart, I blow my brains in

I rather never say it so I rap it when I face it

Feel the cold world, I ain't got a place here

I'm still gunning with you niggas I ain't made it

I work hard and I'm living on the same thing

Still dependent on them niggas, I ain't said shit

Gotta make my own I'm rapping on the same shit

I made it on my own, that's my home I say it

Ain't nobody that can front I can say it

Hook:

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see

Nobody knows all the troubles I see