Nightmare Lyrics – Counterfeit
Singer: Counterfeit
Title: Nightmare
Yeah
Dreams just turn to nightmare
Yeah, I don’t know why this happening
I’m walking on the tightrope
Entertaining while I’m balancing
I’m right beside my fears
Right behind my worries
Money can’t subside the pain
I’m racing in a hurry
I be racing to the money
To the bag and to the cash flow
‘Scuse me for a minute
I be sounding really shallow
I can’t really help it
I’m tryna be successful
Go ‘head try to match me
You ain’t ever on my level
You ain’t ever on my level
And I think that that’s okay
Say I’m public enemy
I ain’t no Flavor Flav
I got hundreds in the back
Racks all in the cabinet
They all set tryna bring me down
But I ain’t really having it
Bite the hand that feed them
They be tryna get on top of me
They wanna take control
Take up a monopoly
I’m watching and I’m waiting
They want to play by my rules
They move their desks a little closer
Try to copy my moves
Dreams just turn to nightmare
Yeah, I don’t know why this happening
I’m walking on the tightrope
Entertaining while I’m balancing
I’m right beside my fears
Right behind my worries
Money can’t subside the pain
I’m racing, pain, I’m racing in a hurry
I get those goosebumps every time, scratch
n#gg# don made his match [igh
Can you get up out my @
Done planned a race for this drag
Ain’t been a bit since I was 16
Never met a bit that could do it like me
Back to me, throw it back to me
I ain’t rap like this since Booty Cheeks
I could never be Stoney
Stuck with boredom in the stoney lonesome
Nah, I could never be phony
If I had a missed call, it read BS
Feds try to blow us out like Kleenex
KKK and then the law next
Free OJ in the white text
When these n#gg#s couldn’t get off of George’s neck
See the doors locked for the men with darker skin
Cause you claim you’re black, don’t make you my kin
We just tryna fight for peace in these streets
n#gg#s getting killed over a two-piece?
In these court systems, better plead the fifth
Black names getting dragged through the filth
Lighter skin but I’m still giving tips
Now 5-0 tryna make me a
I can’t brag about it
I’m just getting to my cash flow
Dirty little panties be the only time you touch hoes
Wouldn’t be a freak if you was Adina Howard
You couldn’t get no brain even if you was in Howard
Uhn, you a coward, uhn, home is sour
Uhn, this that Juilliard, uhn, this that new to ya, uhn
Flow dirty, I’m on my Zaza Pachulia
This rock pure, don send ’em all to cinder box
I got nightmares going where they going against me
They like uhn “Stream Simy”, They like uhn “Stream simy”
I got nightmares going where they going against me
They like uhn “Stream Simy”, They like uhn “Stream Simy”
Brr, Simy, Simy
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