OTF Boonie Moe, Rob49 & Only The Family

OTF Boonie Moe, Rob49 & Only The Family – Nobody's Safe Lyrics

Nobody's Safe

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"Nobody's Safe." - OTF Boonie Moe, Rob49 & Only The Family

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 10:56 pm

Album: Nightmares In the Trenches

Track No: 01

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Nobody safe when I'm outside, yeah
Nobody safe, you better play them cards right, ****
Nobody safe when I'm outside, yeah
Nobody safe, you better play them cards right, ****
Tweakin' hard, tryna catch me somethin'
I be with killers and drug dealers, all they know is murder one, yeah
You ain't never break down a whole pound by yourself
I was sixteen in the trenches, selling weed without no gun
I know just why **** greedy, 'cause they ain't seen no dead body
They ain't seen they brother die and see the fire from they mama
I know what it feel like to be a boss, yeah
I know what it feel like to be a trapper and take a loss
I know what it feel like when them bullets hittin' your fuckin' car
Way before this label shit, man, bro and 'em been had A&R's
Come from poverty, I been tryna grind, make it out
They ain't believe in ****'s dreams, now they wan' come 'round for the clout
Where were you when I was starving, getting evicted from my crib?
Talk to God on my knees, I'm fucked up, my pants down
You ain't tryna get no money, I'll ball so quick 'cause they from 'round
You ain't tryna suck no dick, I'll make broski kick you out
Yeah
Still trappin', makin' it happen, payin' to fuck and shit
I'ma trick her off, 'cause fuck, me and my broski rich
If it ain't real, it ain't me
If I ain't totin' my steel I might get killed on my street
Yeah
Nobody safe when I'm outside, yeah
Nobody safe, you better play them cards right, ****
Nobody safe when I'm outside, yeah
Nobody safe, you better play them cards right, ****
Tweakin' hard, tryna catch me somethin'
I be with killers and drug dealers, all they know is murder one, yeah
You ain't never break down a whole pound by yourself
I was sixteen in the trenches, selling weed without no gun
I deal with them threats for real, we spanking shit, we run the trenches
Fightin' two attempt murders on a police bitch-ass because he became the witness
I ain't tryna fuck, I'm tryna get the low so we can kill his witness
I was selling dog, fentanyl, bussin' down the chickens
Soon as I hit the city, make a call, foenem bring my fifty
Yeah, my lil' shawty, he don't be talkin', he get paid for blitzin'
I do this shit for real, they chasin' clout, boy, that's the difference
Yeah, I'm in this shit for real, I'm with the bros, we stand on business
Soon as I hit LA, I get pounds, send it to the trenches
I just told 49, when he hit the rack, call my phone for switches
I just told my bro, "This **** trippin', he actin' like a witness"
Pop out with them switches, we did 'em bad, ain't no way we missin'
Yeah
Nobody safe when I'm outside, yeah
Nobody safe, you better play them cards right, ****
Nobody safe when I'm outside, yeah
Nobody safe, you better play them cards right, ****
Tweakin' hard, tryna catch me somethin'
I be with killers and drug dealers, all they know is murder one, yeah
You ain't never break down a whole pound by yourself
I was sixteen in the trenches, selling weed without no gun

Writer(s): Antonio Jones, Robert Thomas, Yousef Judeh & Calvin Gillen.

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