CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Nightmare
In too deep in the streets, talking head first
Probably why I always put the block first
And they want my all n***as in a jailhouse
Mhm, I just praying that it doesn't get worse
And why are you talking about the b*t*hes, they are not mine
And I get in my feelings when I get high
Block Baby tryna get by, do it broad day, do in the night
And I can never turn on them trenches
Five feet keep it steep like not to mention
We been running round for days all restless
Stick to the code, no confessing
And how do you say you're his n***a but you do not slide?
In my hood, if you get caught, then you do the time
And we don't pop pills, just dirty sprite
Anywhere, any place so always keep a knife
And why do you act like you know me?
She said she in love tell her show me
I think she being honest when she go OD
And I gotta watch out for the police
In too deep in the streets, talking head first
Probably why I always put the block first
And they want my n***as in a jailhouse
Mhm, I just praying that it doesn't get worse
And why are you talking about the b*t*hes, they are not mine
And I get in my feelings when I get high
Block Baby tryna get by, do it broad day, do in the night
Onto me I tell him fix up
But when he's in my ends, he knows to keep his sh*t tucked
We live a scary movie so they hate us
I found a b*t*h I'll never pick up like a hate drugs
It's a strange feeling for me
If it ain't nine keys, then ill seize till you're free
I never needed a b*t*h
Young money mitch bottle it my mind if you litre
OTG with some dealers, do a drill
Then we burn the clothes or take them to the bleachers
Ever seen your n***a have a seizure?
Grew up in a nightmare, but all my n***as dreamers
And why do you act like you know me?
She said she in love tell her show me
I think she being honest when she go OD
And I gotta watch out for the police
In too deep in the streets, talking head first
Probably why I always put the block first
And they want my n***as in a jailhouse
Mhm, I just praying that it doesn't get worse
And why are you talking about the b*t*hes, they are not mine
And I get in my feelings when I get high
Block Baby tryna get by, do it broad day, do in the night
Probably why I always put the block first
And they want my all n***as in a jailhouse
Mhm, I just praying that it doesn't get worse
And why are you talking about the b*t*hes, they are not mine
And I get in my feelings when I get high
Block Baby tryna get by, do it broad day, do in the night
And I can never turn on them trenches
Five feet keep it steep like not to mention
We been running round for days all restless
Stick to the code, no confessing
And how do you say you're his n***a but you do not slide?
In my hood, if you get caught, then you do the time
And we don't pop pills, just dirty sprite
Anywhere, any place so always keep a knife
And why do you act like you know me?
She said she in love tell her show me
I think she being honest when she go OD
And I gotta watch out for the police
In too deep in the streets, talking head first
Probably why I always put the block first
And they want my n***as in a jailhouse
Mhm, I just praying that it doesn't get worse
And why are you talking about the b*t*hes, they are not mine
And I get in my feelings when I get high
Block Baby tryna get by, do it broad day, do in the night
Onto me I tell him fix up
But when he's in my ends, he knows to keep his sh*t tucked
We live a scary movie so they hate us
I found a b*t*h I'll never pick up like a hate drugs
It's a strange feeling for me
If it ain't nine keys, then ill seize till you're free
I never needed a b*t*h
Young money mitch bottle it my mind if you litre
OTG with some dealers, do a drill
Then we burn the clothes or take them to the bleachers
Ever seen your n***a have a seizure?
Grew up in a nightmare, but all my n***as dreamers
And why do you act like you know me?
She said she in love tell her show me
I think she being honest when she go OD
And I gotta watch out for the police
In too deep in the streets, talking head first
Probably why I always put the block first
And they want my n***as in a jailhouse
Mhm, I just praying that it doesn't get worse
And why are you talking about the b*t*hes, they are not mine
And I get in my feelings when I get high
Block Baby tryna get by, do it broad day, do in the night
