Federal Nightmares
Been having fear or a nightmare, the fears might come again
Bitch watch your mouth, say one thing bout Omar, you know he spinning
Them niggas killed my cousin, so I'm strapped up with a spinning
But I highly be bitch, I'm a bang, we forever drilling
They saying stop the fucking violence, but I'm steady sinning
Show you how to work a nigga and get away with this fucking killing
I'm trying to ease my fucking mind, I'm smoking with the demons
I told that boop it, hoe shut up and swallow all my semen
He a gangster, he had put his head down when he semen
Let's body bag a nigga, fill him up and leave him bleeding
Boy stop that mugging, I'll murk your ass for any reason
He started blowing up my phone, told that hoe stop fainting
Can't fall in love with no thot, I'm hitting then I'm leaving
Can't let no nigga get the drop, my devil's always scheming
Got so used to banging this bitch, my ears don't even ring
I'm so in love with this child, but like the way it seem
Go put that pussy on the news, since he want some fame
Can't let no nigga step on me, won't let him in my name
Every nigga that did diss me, boy I brought him pain
Son I been thugging all my life, how the fuck I'ma change
Been having fear or a nightmare, the fears might come and get me
Bitch watch your mouth, say one thing about Omar, you know he spinning
Them niggas killed my cousin, so I'm strapped up with a sentence
But holly B, bitch I'ma bang, we forever drippin'
Man take them cameras off your hoes, we hitting that civilian
The only mission in this bitch is to run up a million
CJ a bitch, he never killed that boy, can't rep off none
Boy you ain't never fight nobody but your fucking bro
Son you ain't never gotta ask, I'ma always fuck what's on
Whole lot of niggas on my trail, bitch I'ma burn you one
I get a stick, bitch I'ma use it, I ain't flexing guns
Bitch in the trenches, I'ma definition of a murder one
I'm trying to rain your ass down and knock off all your heads
Demetrius went outside, I'ma shoot his lit ass in his legs
I'ma express your real feelings, bitch I know you scared
Filth him up with lead, we paint the city red
Got evil thoughts up in my head, telling me to yeah
I knock him down, don't say a word, I know that bitch a fed
My daddy yeah, my momma yeah, and bitch I go by Fred
Well I started spinning in that field, yeah he left one dead
I haven't felt or a nightmare, the fears might come again
Bitch watch your mouth say one thing about Omar, you know he spinning
Dem niggas killed my cousin, so I'm stuffed up with a sin
But holly B, bitch I'ma bang, we forever drilling
Bitch watch your mouth, say one thing bout Omar, you know he spinning
Them niggas killed my cousin, so I'm strapped up with a spinning
But I highly be bitch, I'm a bang, we forever drilling
They saying stop the fucking violence, but I'm steady sinning
Show you how to work a nigga and get away with this fucking killing
I'm trying to ease my fucking mind, I'm smoking with the demons
I told that boop it, hoe shut up and swallow all my semen
He a gangster, he had put his head down when he semen
Let's body bag a nigga, fill him up and leave him bleeding
Boy stop that mugging, I'll murk your ass for any reason
He started blowing up my phone, told that hoe stop fainting
Can't fall in love with no thot, I'm hitting then I'm leaving
Can't let no nigga get the drop, my devil's always scheming
Got so used to banging this bitch, my ears don't even ring
I'm so in love with this child, but like the way it seem
Go put that pussy on the news, since he want some fame
Can't let no nigga step on me, won't let him in my name
Every nigga that did diss me, boy I brought him pain
Son I been thugging all my life, how the fuck I'ma change
Been having fear or a nightmare, the fears might come and get me
Bitch watch your mouth, say one thing about Omar, you know he spinning
Them niggas killed my cousin, so I'm strapped up with a sentence
But holly B, bitch I'ma bang, we forever drippin'
Man take them cameras off your hoes, we hitting that civilian
The only mission in this bitch is to run up a million
CJ a bitch, he never killed that boy, can't rep off none
Boy you ain't never fight nobody but your fucking bro
Son you ain't never gotta ask, I'ma always fuck what's on
Whole lot of niggas on my trail, bitch I'ma burn you one
I get a stick, bitch I'ma use it, I ain't flexing guns
Bitch in the trenches, I'ma definition of a murder one
I'm trying to rain your ass down and knock off all your heads
Demetrius went outside, I'ma shoot his lit ass in his legs
I'ma express your real feelings, bitch I know you scared
Filth him up with lead, we paint the city red
Got evil thoughts up in my head, telling me to yeah
I knock him down, don't say a word, I know that bitch a fed
My daddy yeah, my momma yeah, and bitch I go by Fred
Well I started spinning in that field, yeah he left one dead
I haven't felt or a nightmare, the fears might come again
Bitch watch your mouth say one thing about Omar, you know he spinning
Dem niggas killed my cousin, so I'm stuffed up with a sin
But holly B, bitch I'ma bang, we forever drilling
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Writer(s): Raq Youngin Raq Youngin
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