Nightmare 가사

808 mafia This little mind of mine has a tendency to get a little dark and violent, ayy This little life of mine is a nightmare (ha) I feel Medicated, elevated, too sedated Thank God that a nigga made it Fucked three broads, they was all faded Oh my God, now I feel famous New gun, can't wait to aim it Mama on the phone, saying, chill baby I'm way too rich to go and risk it all But fuck it, I'm finna risk it (uh, huh) Catch me. 30 clippin' (uh, huh) Shoot like scottie pippen (uh, huh) Like, get the fuck away from my ride You ain't finna rob a nigga (uh, huh) I hang with robbers, they on go I got an army with me like damn, don't they look like G.I. joe Marching your shit like fee-fi-fo Run up on me, to your head, I'll blow I'll run to the bag like ready-set-go I don't trust you, they'll shoot, I'm metro Back-back in the days, I was out robbing for jay's Look at the way I glow Stuck in my ways, keep me a Glock in the safe You know I'm on go Ha, yeah, ain't that the truth Uh, tried to run up, ain't he a fool Ayy, up that choppa, vamanos Ayy, I feel like a dentist (huh), put a bullet in his tooth, uh Knocked that out of the park, uh, pussy like babe ruth, uh I'm finna hang me a nigga, uh, somebody grab me a noose, uh Feel my wrath as I stomp 'em in my rafs Shoot up your crib, see you dead, then I laugh Walk to the bank, then I laugh again Fire on me, no dragon, ayy Off of the percs, I'm dragging Count up the money and stacking, ayy 40 on me no lacking Run up, I get shit bracking, ayy Thot on my line, she wanna fuck for the low (huh, uh) I don't pay for pussy, but yeah, I'll fuck you on the low (huh, uh) In other words, I won't let nobody know But I'm kobe with that torch, pass me, I'ma score Yeah, smash her, then I go (what?) Then I set another play Pass her, pick and roll (what?) Brodie fucked the same day Put that on my soul, oh, you know lies ho Hope you realize, you're fucking with some real guys This little mind of mine has a tendency to get a little dark and violent, ayy This little life of mine is a nightmare (ha) I feel Medicated, elevated, too sedated Thank God that a nigga made it Fucked three broads, they was all faded Oh my God, now I feel famous New gun, can't wait to aim it Mama on the phone, saying, chill baby I'm way too rich to go and risk it all But fuck it, I'm finna risk it (uh, huh) Catch me. 30 clippin' (uh, huh) Shoot like scottie pippen (uh, huh) Like, get the fuck away from my ride You ain't finna rob a nigga (uh, huh) I hang with robbers, they on go I got an army with me like damn, don't they look like G.I. joe Marching your shit like fee-fi-fo Run up on me, to your head, I'll blow I'll run to the bag like ready-set-go I don't trust you, they'll shoot, I'm metro Back-back in the days, I was out robbing for jay's Look at the way I glow Stuck in my ways, keep me a Glock in the safe You know I'm on go