Nobody Asked

Honestly, KaeDee Don't let people get in your head It's a reflection of their own insecurity It's got nothing to do with you It's a reflection of them It's a projection of them onto you Nothing to do with you Yeah, wanna talk about your cars And your clothes and your hoes but Nobody asked Tryna tell us you're the man What you do not understand is Nobody asked So you can come and talk shit, yeah Come and do your thing, breh Nobody asked So you can tell us you're the shit But the funny thing is, ha Nobody asked I'm getting tired of these neeks Digging deep in my mind and inscribing their speech Like it's facts, bro Coming like I need your advice Man, it's peak, cause I see them De facto as cap so A shield what I keep, so your lies don't reach Avengers assemble and find that breach Business mind, better mind what you preach Getting bare girls? Could've piped your queen But I didn't know my limits You could learn from my lyrics And keep your trap tight Your advice unsolicited, so Nobody asked Hold up your glass Toast to the host who keeps showing up last When they claim that they're first on the finish line Anything you do well So quick to minimize Little guys shooting little truths That be cased up in bigger lies Don't believe in no alphas and betas But some of these guys that running mouth as of late bruv Dead that, bro, you better step back Cause there's only a certain amount that I can cater Stand tall, man's masculine Don't say a word cause they know I'm not acting it You be in the mirror every day, stay practicing All your little lies you're presenting as facts, innit Wanna talk about your cars And your clothes and your hoes but Nobody asked Tryna tell us you're the man What you do not understand is Nobody asked So you can come and talk shit, yeah Come and do your thing, breh Nobody asked So you can tell us you're the shit But the funny thing is, ha Nobody asked Insecure looking boy, tryna talk to me nice Tryna tell me wagwan when I'm caught in a vice But it's all about him, how he soared to these heights Tryna put me down hard cause he's bored of his life Used to fall for this bullshit Like they held weight when they're talking Like every little phrase was amazing Bring on the awards, then Fake deep breddas on an automatic forfeit See, I would've done this You should've done that I wasn't there, but I could've run that Sure... Looking to the side in my mind Say "of course" Main characters, every time And I'm bored like What can I expect when they're bare insecure? Even telling me how to write tunes Psychoanalyse then wonder why I end up in a slight mood Never held a pen and couldn't rhyme two words Nor come up with a semi-decent bar in their life too So they wanna tell me and my bruddas Yeah, that's my crew How we should be on it when I be on the radio and generating hype, dude? Studio time, but never studious and liable To come off like their memory eidetic But their ego diabetic Gotta keep sweet, on some Type-2 Wanna talk about your cars And your clothes and your hoes but Nobody asked Tryna tell us you're the man What you do not understand is Nobody asked So you can come and talk shit, yeah Come and do your thing, breh Nobody asked So you can tell us you're the shit But the funny thing is, ha Nobody asked KaeDee, as I said it's a reflection of their own insecurities It's not you, bro It's a confession It's their ego Their ego telling them there's something that they're not Their I-self has got the best of them Consumed by how things look to others It's not you Don't give into what they want