Nightmare
Nightmare nightmare nightmare
Yeah i wake up in the morning
And say a prayer to my glock
Roll on the other side and
I say a prayer to the lord
I pray the shit dont hit me and
I pray i aint gotta spark
But if a nigga test me
Sending 2 into his heart
Make em fart shit his pants
I forgot that they do that
I need 3 to 5 feet or ill beat you till you blue black
Ion push pack nigga
Smoke my own thrax
Yeah im pulling out the pound
When i say im pulling sacks
I got racks all on me
Throw that shit around my back
Young nigga eating everyday
My pockets getting fat
This choppa aint no blood
When it spit you gon hear blatt!
Push you out yo own trap
Its a trap, do not trust em
Upping roll for the gram
The packs he aint pushing his
Splitting all the dividends
He say he hot give em a fan
Ion know no he not my mans
Will not shake his hand
He probably infiltrating just to ask for some bands
Nightmare Nightmare Nightmare
Uh
Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare yeah
Uh
Uh
Uh
Boy i pray the lord steady watching over me
And i pray the lord dont let me be no R.I.P
Im just a young nigga go out in these streets
Rather have my heart stop while im laying in the sheets
Ima killer and a murderer
When it comes to these beats
In this world you gotta master
How the fuck to be discreet
Im so lo-lo, i been dolo
Fucking on these ho-hoes
I dont trust a soul so when she slide
Lock up roll rolls
If im feeling really sketchy then i grab my pole
Fuck 12 something happen im not calling them
Im calling the gang aint no ducking and im positive
Aint no stopping them got a beam on yo head
Like ahaad and nem
Boy its hot in here
Airheads get deflated, yeah they drop in here
Aint no stops in here
We dont hold no fears
Young niggas we some wolves
Dont confuse us with no deers
We dont hold on tears
Young niggas we dont hold no fears
Huh!!
Yeah i wake up in the morning
And say a prayer to my glock
Roll on the other side and
I say a prayer to the lord
I pray the shit dont hit me and
I pray i aint gotta spark
But if a nigga test me
Sending 2 into his heart
Make em fart shit his pants
I forgot that they do that
I need 3 to 5 feet or ill beat you till you blue black
Ion push pack nigga
Smoke my own thrax
Yeah im pulling out the pound
When i say im pulling sacks
I got racks all on me
Throw that shit around my back
Young nigga eating everyday
My pockets getting fat
This choppa aint no blood
When it spit you gon hear blatt!
Push you out yo own trap
Its a trap, do not trust em
Upping roll for the gram
The packs he aint pushing his
Splitting all the dividends
He say he hot give em a fan
Ion know no he not my mans
Will not shake his hand
He probably infiltrating just to ask for some bands
Nightmare Nightmare Nightmare
Uh
Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare yeah
Uh
Uh
Uh
Boy i pray the lord steady watching over me
And i pray the lord dont let me be no R.I.P
Im just a young nigga go out in these streets
Rather have my heart stop while im laying in the sheets
Ima killer and a murderer
When it comes to these beats
In this world you gotta master
How the fuck to be discreet
Im so lo-lo, i been dolo
Fucking on these ho-hoes
I dont trust a soul so when she slide
Lock up roll rolls
If im feeling really sketchy then i grab my pole
Fuck 12 something happen im not calling them
Im calling the gang aint no ducking and im positive
Aint no stopping them got a beam on yo head
Like ahaad and nem
Boy its hot in here
Airheads get deflated, yeah they drop in here
Aint no stops in here
We dont hold no fears
Young niggas we some wolves
Dont confuse us with no deers
We dont hold on tears
Young niggas we dont hold no fears
Huh!!
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Writer(s): Jamal Smith
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