Prison Nightmares lyrics

[Chorus]
Can I vent? I just need you to feel me
Am I askin’ too much, If I ask you to heal me, and I love when we f*ck, but you can’t get the real me, and you know that it’s n*ggas, who just wanna kill me, and it’s mud in my cup, yeah I love when it’s filthy

I be needin’ them drugs, that’s the truth, that’s the real me
All that [?] and [?], yeah I swear that’s the real me
I can’t look at the judge, I be knowin’ I’m guilty
Gotta stay out the jail, and do right for the Lil’ me, and I’m talkin’ to you, when I rap do you feel me?

If you listen to 5ive, I just want you to feel me
I was lost all of my friends, and ain’t nobody feel me

Pill poppin’ for real, know this perky might kill me, and I lovе you for real, you bring out the chill me

I been focusеd on here, tryna see where the Mill’ be, and she say she love me
Like, 5ive do you feel me?

[Verse]
No, I ain’t listenin’, don’t need ya trust
And the n*ggas you like, I make most of ‘em duck, and I ain’t chasin’ no b*tch, if she bad, den we f*ck, and if I [?] wit' da dot would you f*ck?
Gotta ride wit' my G, that's how n*ggas get plucked
[?] that's how n*ggas get cut
I take trips to the Woo, Just to make n*ggas duck
I [?] in my hand, just to keep it a buck
I throw bleach on a shirt, cuz I ain't going up
I seen brains on the floor, but I ain't throwin' up
I heard Brodie got shot, 'cuz he ain't focused up
Go to jail, you pus*y, you bangin for what?
You was Makk, now you Jet, n*ggas changin' for what?
I was young wit' a gun, I was keepin' it tucked
Watched her f*ck on the bro, and say she not a sl*t
Watch her cry to ha mom, 'cuz she ain't gettin' cuffed
Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah

[Verse 2]
If we got em", we need it, we line em'
We the jewelers, we changin' the diamonds
Tryna chill, but I'm seein' the sirens
They don't [?], but the police right by em'
In the back of the V, Brodie drivin'
He was dissin' on - we gon' find em'
[?] 4, we gon' creep from behind em'
Put the G to his - to remind him

[Chorus]
Can I vent? I just need you to feel me
Am I askin’ too much, If I ask you to heal me, and I love when we f*ck, but you can’t get the real me, and you know that it’s n*ggas, who just wanna kill me, and it’s mud in my cup, yeah I love when it’s filthy

I be needin’ them drugs, that’s the truth, that’s the real me
All that [?] and [?], yeah I swear that’s the real me
I can’t look at the judge, I be knowin’ I’m guilty
Gotta stay out the jail, and do right for the Lil’ me, and I’m talkin’ to you, when I rap do you feel me?

If you listen to 5ive, I just want you to feel me
I was talkin’ to my friends, and ain’t nobody feel me

Pill poppin’ for real, know this perky might kill me, and I love you for real, you bring out the chill me
I been focused on here, tryna see where the Mill’ be, and she say she love me
Like, 5ive do you feel me?

No