Nobody Believes Me Lyrics - Styles

today's narrator, the Ghost, 

This is a true story ladies and gentlemen 

You might not believe it though 

But fuck it, that's why I'm the Ghost 

I'm about to open up 

Listen, one day I fell asleep and my knife woke me up 

He said 

Your gun is in the closet flippin' 

Talkin' bout I get the most action he about to soak me up 

So I went to the closet said "Hammer what's wrong with you?" 

You ain't busting me off, it's like I don't belong to you 

I said I just beat a case daddy 

And I'm trying to take it easy cause I gotta move this weight daddy 

Then the hammer said 

Man listen, used the knife twice in a row 

Tell me if the plan switchin' 

Cause we used to get around together 

We used to put niggas down together, tell me if it's now or never 

I said hammer take it easy baby 

'Cause I got niggas to kill and I would never do you greasy baby 

And all you gotta do is chill a while 

And then the hammer said "cool" cause you know that I feel you Styles 

[Chorus:] 

I got a story to tell, my knife talk to me 

But nobody believe that my knife talk to me 

I got a story to tell, my hammer talk to me 

But nobody believe that my hammer talk to me 

I got a story to tell, my haze talk to me 

But nobody believe that my haze talk to me 

I got a story to tell, my money talk to me 

But nobody believe that my money talk to me 

My knife said to me 

I hawk niggas down, bust arteries 

And he get bright red for me 

Knife you my nigga but leave me alone 

I got to talk to my man Haze to get in the zone 

I said "Haze what the hell is up?" 

He said 

You know how we do, you know that we crew 

So where's the vanilla dutch 

Rolling something up, 

Thinking about killing every rapper in the game 

And holding something up 

My haze said to me 

You need to calm down when the rage come to you 

'Fore a grave or a cage or a gauge come to you 

But you don't give a fuck 

So just open up your book and let your page come to you 

Even though I'm humble and noble 

I don't give a fuck 

You ain't tryin' to hear me I'ma shoot through your mobile 

It's funny, I'll stalk you 

Hold up my niggas, it ain't a convo 'less your money start talking 

[Chorus] 

My money spoke to me 

It said shit that if it wasn't for his ass there wouldn't be no hope for me 

Money ain't everything, and then he laughed at me 

And said the hammer oughta blast at me 

He said I got you out of jail, paid for the lawyer and bail 

Take a look at the cars and the crib 

I keep the clothes on your back, food in your mouth 

Even paid for the birds when you moved niggas south 

Shit, I'm the reason why the block jumping 

Let a nigga try to stop something, D-Block'll pop something 

And I'm the reason why you ride or die 

Keep a lot of me by your side, shoot niggas in the eye 

I said money you the root of evil 

How they print "In God We Trust" knowing what you do to people 

But I'm a hard felon 

So I grabbed two stacks, dirty and bloody cause I heard my car yelling 

[Chorus]