Nightmare From Elm Street
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It's yaboi nigga G R I Double Z Only thing that I know Is dough Do you sing or rap Nigga I don't know Got the game Locked in a figure four And I'm holding on tight I ain't letting it go I remember when My funds was low I was sleeping on the floor Man I was dead broke Had it on my mind That I had to get more Now my mind on green Now my mind on GO Woo I think y'all woke up the devil I'm cutting the ties With all of these niggas Now I'm just burying the shovel I just washed the blood off my hands Beef I'm grilling whoever Now I got a taste for killing Nigga I'm feeling like Hannibal Lector I finally changed my ways Now I'm tryna just change the game I'm tryna maintain Nigga I'm just tryna sustain I'm tryna get this shit Put on film like Damon Wayans In living color A Major pain Mind racing I've been going insane Got too many thoughts That are in my brain So I let them out In the booth With no pad or no pen Hope you understand From the soul to the heart On the track Now you hear my pain Spit nothing but the truth Already know what I do Might just have to step on a nigga Turn these maxes into bloody shoes Bottom of my shit turn piru Crip blues in my pocket Blood cousins rolling with me In all black Big Glock I'll pop it You don't want me to show out Snap see a flash Then I go off Make a nigga go ghost We ain't talking Bought no snap though This that snap talk Black masking With some black thoughts Try me then I'm riding Shotty probably Blow your back off Hold on let me chill They ain't say he like this They never knew That the boy was so real They didn't know He was in the field like this Ever since I hit eighteen I've been out here With big dreams Posted on my pivot Clutching big things I'm the nightmare from Elm St Squad out here Asking what the lick read I'm balling and coaching In the league Don't give a f*ck About your little team Coming up short Like a Pygmy Smoking exotic I got flavors Tryna get me a farm soon Ain't talking green acres Niggas hate that this younging Talking player Old school alligators Candy paint Fat lips on the whip So I call that bitch Topanga Got your bitch wet When I pull up Damn she only seen a glimpse Think that she seen the 30 clip Now she tryna take a flick I think she fell in love with this She know that this nigga sick ACHOO I just spit on the track I sneezed smiled I just blessed the bitch
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