Nightmare

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