Change: “Last year I felt suicidal this year I might do something different like talkin’ to God more” Layers: “Put my hands together, bow my head and thank the Lord for everything He’s done”. He’s growing as a Christian.
I met NF once in Vegas walking through the bellagio in 2019. It was insanely random, but cool. I walked up to him shook his hand, told him his music is awesome, and then to have a good day.
Like it's hard to fathom what you'd do when you meet someone like this that you admire. Right. What do you say that will make yourself memorable to them and not be obtrusive or annoying? You're almost speechless. Happy for your experience!
Lyrics-I got layers to me I got plans, I got goals, I got tricks up my sleeve I got calls, I got deals, I got people to meet I got drive, I got soul, I got everything (ayy) I got scars, I got heart, I got family to feed (woah) I got people mad, I ain't who they want me to be (ayy) I got people I don't know tellin' me what I need (ayy) Yeah, I got loved ones sayin' that they prayin' for me I'm thankful for the prayers, I need more of those Put my hands together, bow my head and thank the Lord for (ayy) Everything He's done, yeah, ain't none of us immortal So while I'm still alive, I got so much to look forward to Addicted to the craft (woah), got no time to chat (woah) This a lil' somethin' to hold 'em over for what's next (woah) Even when I guess (woah), I get it correct (woah) Question my work ethic, that's a question you don't ask (no, no, no, ayy) Yeah, don't ever question if I hustle, work a double Drop a bomb on me, I climb right out the rubble, not a struggle Tossin' me under the bus'll get you muzzled Pop your bubble (pop) Throw your compliments right out the window (ayy) So unique with this I can flip the script and change the schedule, you'd still think that it Happened how it should've, keep it subtle, bunch of geniuses Put they heads together, try to huddle up, but still they sit Confused about how I learned to juggle (ayy) Toss around some concepts 'til I pick one Usually, I don't alter my traditions Foreign to me, hit 'em with the switch up I just had to get this out my system Been a handful, even with a mouth full of hand soap I still say what I want to Getting past? No Better chance beatin' Usain Bolt in my sandals To be candid, that's like puttin' minivans in NASCAR With a grandma in the driver seat with her hands up Show goes on even after the show's over To get past me, you would have to kill me (kill me, kill me, kill me) Ayy (kill me, kill me, kill me) Tossin' what you want aside for longevity, ain't meant to be If it causes everything to collapse and affects your heart heavily What's worth it and what's not? What's certain and which side would the coin flip to and land on? When you guess wrong, do you stand up or stand down? Even with a man down, I man up Well-rounded, held out for the right outlet Nine houses couldn't make me feel home, childish Me left see the outcome every ounce of my childhood Played a role in how I wound up with an outlook so crowded No knowledge, couldn't see through the piles of my problems Still piled up, past tense, man, I wish it was, but I've come So far so quickly In it for the long haul, it's routine Only thing I'm cool with losing is losing sleep And it's only cool with me If it means I get to watch my dreams Come true if I kept it brief Still you think it was a long story Recording half of the things I think would Take six years, prepare, 'cause the chance that you asked for Might show up at your door one night like, "I'm here" Gonna let me in or just stare? It's clear, yeah, six ain't enough That wouldn't come close to the content between my ears My layers have got layers My layers have got layers
The fact he spent a whole while without releasing any song and now he's putting alot of song out and they are all good just shows how much talent he has
full lyrics [Intro] Yeah (Ayy) [Chorus] I got layers to me I got plans, I got goals, I got tricks up my sleeve I got calls, I got deals, I got people to meet I got drive, I got soul, I got everything (Ayy) I got scars, I got heart, I got family to feed (Woah) I got people mad, I ain't who they want me to be (Ayy) I got people I don't know tellin' me what I need (Ayy) Yeah, I got loved ones sayin' that they prayin' for me [Verse 1] I'm thankful for the prayers, I need more of those Put my hands together, bow my head and thank the Lord for (Ayy) Everything He's done, yeah, ain't none of us immortal So while I'm still alive, I got so much to look forward to Addicted to the craft (Woah), got no time to chat (Woah) This a lil' somethin' to hold 'em over for what's next (Woah) Even when I guess (Woah), I get it correct (Woah) Question my work ethic, that's a question you don't ask (No, no, no, ayy) Yeah, don't ever question if I hustle, work a double Drop a bomb on me, I climb right out the rubble, not a struggle Tossin' me under the bus'll get you muzzled Pop your bubble (Pop) Throw your compliments right out the window (Ayy) So unique with this I can flip the script and change the schedule, you'd still think that it Happened how it should've, keep it subtle, bunch of geniuses Put they heads together, try to huddle up, but still they sit Confused about how I learned to juggle (Ayy) Toss around some concepts 'til I pick one Usually, I don't alter my traditions Foreign to me, hit 'em with the switch up I just had to get this out my system Been a handful, even with a mouth full of hand soap I still say what I want to Getting past? No Better chance beatin' Usain Bolt in my sandals To be candid, that's like puttin' minivans in NASCAR With a grandma in the driver seat with her hands up Show goes on even after the show's over To get past me, you would have to kill me (Kill me, kill me, kill me) [Verse 2] Ayy (Ayy) Tossin' what you want aside for longevity, ain't meant to be If it causes everything to collapse and affects your heart heavily What's worth it and what's not? What's certain and which side would the coin flip to and land on? When you guess wrong, do you stand up or stand down? Even with a man down, I man up Well rounded, held out for the right outlet Nine houses couldn't make me feel home, childish Me left see the outcome every ounce of my childhood Played a role in how I wound up with an outlook so crowded No knowledge, couldn't see through the piles of my problems Still piled up, past tense, man, I wish it was, but I've come So far so quickly In it for the long haul, it's routine Only thing I'm cool with losing is losing sleep And it's only cool with me If it means I get to watch my dreams Come true if I kept it brief Still you think it was a long story Recording half of the things I think would Take six years, prepare, 'cause the chance that you asked for Might show up at your door one night like, "I'm here" Gonna let me in or just stare? It's clear, yeah, six ain't enough That wouldn't come close to the content between my ears My layers have got layers My layers have got layers[Intro] Yeah (Ayy)
“Even with a mouth full of hand soap, I still say what I want to” Underrated bar. A reference to his mouth being clean because he doesn’t cuss in his music. And even without the cuss words he is able to get his point across better than any other rapper.
Ngl I actually thought he was saying that he could still say what he wanted to if there was a literal bar of soap in his mouth🤦♀️. To be fair tho, that is something he would say😂
@@potato_muderer "Been a handful, even with a mouth full of hand soap I still say what I want to". I thought he was referring to back in the day when parents used to put soap in their kids mouths when they would say a swear word. That usually made good kids stop swearing. But little bad ass kids who were super defiant, who would often be referred to as a "handful" by parents, would keep right on swearing. Hence the "I still say what I want to" line.
That’s the thing ab NF though, he doesn’t care if we think he’s the goat or just an Eminem copycat. He’s just tryna make his music and live his life, top of the charts be damned. Regardless, it does feel like he was tryna top dudes w this song
Yeah I got layers to me I got plans, I got goals, I got tricks up my sleeve I got calls, I got deals, I got people to meet I got drive, I got soul, I got everything I got scars, I got heart, I got family to feed I got people mad I ain’t who they want me to be I got people I don’t know tellin’ me what I need Yeah, I got loved ones sayin’ that they prayin’ for me I’m thankful for the prayers, I need more of those Put my hands together, bow my head and thank the Lord for Everything He’s done, yeah, ain’t none of us immortal So while I’m still alive I got so much to look forward to Addicted to the craft (Woah), got no time to chat (Woah) Just a little something to hold ’em over for what’s next (Woah) Even when I guess (Woah), I get it correct (Woah) Question my work ethic that’s a question you don’t ask (No, no, no, hey!) Don’t ever question if I hustle, work a double Drop a bomb on me I climb right out the rubble Not a struggle, tossin’ me under the bus will get you muzzled Pop your bubble (Pop), throw your compliments right out the window So unique with this, I could flip the script and change the schedule You’d still think that it, happened how it should of keep it subtle Bunch of geniuses, put they heads together try to huddle up But still they sit, confused about how I learn to juggle, hey Toss around some concepts till I pick one Usually I don’t alter my traditions Foreign to me hit ’em with the switch up I just had to get this out my system Been a handful even with a mouth full of hand soap, I still say what I want to Getting passed? No, better chance beatin’ Usain Bolt in my sandals To be candid, that’s like puttin’ minivans in NASCAR with a grandma In the driver seat with her hands up Show goes on even after the shows over To get passed me you would have to kill me Tossin’ what you want aside for longevity, ain’t meant to be If it causes everything, to collapse and affects your heart heavily What’s worth it and what’s not? What’s certain and which side will the coin flip to and land on? When you guess wrong do you stand up or stand down Even with a man down I man up well rounded Held out for the right outlet Nine houses couldn’t make me feel home childish Me left see the outcome every ounce of My childhood played a role in how I Wound up with an outlook so crowded No knowledge, couldn’t see through the piles of My problems, still piled up Past tense man I wish it was but I’ve come So far so quickly, in it for the long haul it’s routine Only thing I’m cool with losing is losin’ sleep And it’s only cool with me if it means I get to watch my dreams Come true if I kept it brief, still you’d think it was a long story Recording half of the things I think would Take six years, prepare, ’cause the chance that you asked for Might show up at your at your door one night like, “I’m here Gonna let me in or just stare” It’s clear, yeah, six ain’t enough that wouldn’t come close To the content between my ears My layers have got layers My layers have got layers
What I told my wife today. I keep waiting for his albums to fall under the last album like most artist. How tf does he keep doing this? Always above my expectations.
He ain’t lying, he has layer to him; NF can rap fast like everyone else like he showed us in “Trust” featuring Tech N9ne, NF can rap like other rappers who repeat the same shii over and over again in their songs like he did in “that’s a joke” and NF can sing like some of our favorite singer like he did in “Just like you” “paralyzed” bc of the way he put his emotions in the songs. But lastly NF can rap in a way that other rappers can’t, NF has his own flow and his beat is very different from other rappers so yeah he has “layers” it just depends on the mood he’s in.
Aii well Tech specifically can do everything you just named minus sing, not to diminish NF but most rappers can do those things(again minus the singing but alotta them make up for that with other attributes) NF does have layers like any other good artist in general not just rap
LYRICS: Yeah (ayy) I got layers to me I got plans, I got goals, I got tricks up my sleeve I got calls, I got deals, I got people to meet I got drive, I got soul, I got everything (ayy) I got scars, I got heart, I got family to feed (whoa) I got people mad, I ain't who they want me to be (ayy) I got people I don't know tellin' me what I need (ayy) Yeah, I got loved ones sayin' that they prayin' for me I'm thankful for the prayers, I need more of those Put my hands together, bow my head and thank the Lord for (ayy) Everything He's done, yeah, ain't none of us immortal So while I'm still alive, I got so much to look forward to Addicted to the craft (whoa), got no time to chat (whoa) This a lil' somethin' to hold 'em over for what's next (whoa) Even when I guess (whoa), I get it correct (whoa) Question my work ethic, that's a question you don't ask (no, no, no, ayy) Yeah, don't ever question if I hustle, work a double Drop a bomb on me, I climb right out the rubble, not a struggle Tossin' me under the bus'll get you muzzled Pop your bubble (pop) Throw your compliments right out the window (ayy) So unique with this I can flip the script and change the schedule, you'd still think that it Happened how it should've, keep it subtle, bunch of geniuses Put they heads together, try to huddle up, but still they sit Confused about how I learned to juggle (ayy) Toss around some concepts 'til I pick one Usually, I don't alter my traditions Foreign to me, hit 'em with the switch up I just had to get this out my system Been a handful, even with a mouth full of hand soap I still say what I want to Getting past? No Better chance beatin' Usain Bolt in my sandals To be candid, that's like puttin' minivans in NASCAR With a grandma in the driver seat with her hands up Show goes on even after the show's over To get past me, you would have to kill me (kill me, kill me, kill me) Ayy! (Ayy!) Tossin' what you want aside for longevity, ain't meant to be If it causes everything to collapse and affects your heart heavily What's worth it and what's not? What's certain and which side would the coin flip to and land on? When you guess wrong, do you stand up or stand down? Even with a man down, I man up Well rounded, held out for the right outlet Nine houses couldn't make me feel home, childish Me left see the outcome every ounce of my childhood Played a role in how I wound up with an outlook so crowded No knowledge, couldn't see through the piles of my problems Still piled up, past tense, man, I wish it was, but I've come So far so quickly In it for the long haul, it's routine Only thing I'm cool with losing is losing sleep And it's only cool with me If it means I get to watch my dreams Come true if I kept it brief Still you think it was a long story Recording half of the things I think would Take six years, prepare, 'cause the chance that you asked for Might show up at your door one night like, "I'm here" Gonna let me in or just stare? It's clear, yeah, six ain't enough That wouldn't come close to the content between my ears My layers have got layers My layers have got layers 🤜🏼 🎤
I read all comments below. And still listening to this song. I'm just glad that you finally did forgive your MAMA and made her HAPPY. I really HOPE that she will rest in peace. You gotta be CAREFUL when you are listening to NFREALMUSIC. Because it can CHANGE you make you THINKING WHY didn't I listen to NF sooner. Proud to be NATE, and that's my MOTTO. I will never LET YOU DOWN. Just I'LL KEEP ON listening to your REAL music. This is not just music, it's a whole THERAPY SESSION that helps you to have your own PERCEPTION. It's not a LIE. I will stop RUNNING away from any MISTAKE and FACE IT. As long as I do BREATHE, IJUST WANNA KNOW that you won't be the OUTCAST at the end of MY LIFE. I know YOU'RE SPECIAL. Just pursue your DREAMS and REMEMBER THIS: your DESTINY is bright. if you think THAT'S A JOKE, you LOST your mind. TRUST me, you are PRIDEFUL. I tell my sons about your STORY, all LAYERS of it! You'll never be GONE. I got a lot of pictures in my MANSION. Yeah, that's ALL I HAVE. Everyday when I do WAKE UP. I always get MOTIVATED and TURN THE MUSIC UP. And WAIT until I got LOST IN THE MOMENT. That's my STATEMENT about NF. Yeah, I CAN FEEL IT, you too?. Just GRINDING!!!!!!!!!!!
@@mikhailjordanov5863 Dude. Seriously? So Then Keep Listening To The Fake Gangsters You Like To Listen To That Like To Rap About Encouraging Drugs, Violence & Degrading Women. You Clearly Don’t Know Anything About REAL Music. EVERY LYRIC NF Writes Is Relatable. He Doesn’t Need Every Other Word To Be A Curse Word. & His Music Is Still 🔥
@Work workk Bro.. please come out with an English version of that I was actually hella digging that at first but idk any other languages besides English rn :(
Why can’t he make a bad song everyone is insane and amazing. He should be the best artist in the world and everybody needs to hear him if they are feeling down
LYRICS: Yeah I got layers to me I got plans, I got goals, I got tricks up my sleeve I got calls, I got deals, I got people to meet I got drive, I got soul, I got everything I got scars, I got heart, I got family to feed I got people mad I ain’t who they want me to be I got people I don’t know tellin’ me what I need Yeah, I got loved ones sayin’ that they prayin’ for me I’m thankful for the prayers, I need more of those Put my hands together, bow my head and thank the Lord for Everything He’s done, yeah, ain’t none of us immortal So while I’m still alive I got so much to look forward to Addicted to the craft (Woah), got no time to chat (Woah) Just a little something to hold ’em over for what’s next (Woah) Even when I guess (Woah), I get it correct (Woah) Question my work ethic that’s a question you don’t ask (No, no, no, hey!) Don’t ever question if I hustle, work a double Drop a bomb on me I climb right out the rubble Not a struggle, tossin’ me under the bus will get you muzzled Pop your bubble (Pop), throw your compliments right out the window So unique with this, I could flip the script and change the schedule You’d still think that it, happened how it should of keep it subtle Bunch of geniuses, put they heads together try to huddle up But still they sit, confused about how I learn to juggle, hey Toss around some concepts till I pick one Usually I don’t alter my traditions Foreign to me hit ’em with the switch up I just had to get this out my system Been a handful even with a mouth full of hand soap, I still say what I want to Getting passed? No, better chance beatin’ Usain Bolt in my sandals To be candid, that’s like puttin’ minivans in NASCAR with a grandma In the driver seat with her hands up Show goes on even after the shows over To get passed me you would have to kill me Tossin’ what you want aside for longevity, ain’t meant to be If it causes everything, to collapse and affects your heart heavily What’s worth it and what’s not? What’s certain and which side will the coin flip to and land on? When you guess wrong do you stand up or stand down Even with a man down I man up well rounded Held out for the right outlet Nine houses couldn’t make me feel home childish Me left see the outcome every ounce of My childhood played a role in how I Wound up with an outlook so crowded No knowledge, couldn’t see through the piles of My problems, still piled up Past tense man I wish it was but I’ve come So far so quickly, in it for the long haul it’s routine Only thing I’m cool with losing is losin’ sleep And it’s only cool with me if it means I get to watch my dreams Come true if I kept it brief, still you’d think it was a long story Recording half of the things I think would Take six years, prepare, ’cause the chance that you asked for Might show up at your at your door one night like, “I’m here Gonna let me in or just stare” It’s clear, yeah, six ain’t enough that wouldn’t come close To the content between my ears My layers have got layers My layers have got layers
