Nightmare lyrics

by

Willis


[Verse 1: Jogger]
Yo it's Jogger in this b*tch, and I got this sh*t bumpin
People say I fell off, but still know I'm up to something
When I come they be runnin'
You b*tches don't know nothin'
Ain't got sh*t up on my wrist, but I still know my time is comin', uh
I'm calling you out if you wanna be real
Most of these people just making a deal
b*tch I've been winning, the life that I'm given, will not go to waste I make sh*t that you feel, uh
Goddamn, why they continue to sleep
You need your whole squad if you consider f*cking with me
Okay you changed up, while I slow pitch
I'm A-Rod, you get no hits
I'm breaking social rules, while you bend em, like the iPhone 6
I'm like no b*tch, but I'm getting better
Jog, young trend setter
sh*t so dope y'all feel me, no Helen Keller, don't test my temper aye
Don't expect me to respond on my Snapchat
Ha, cause all I ever send are mass snaps
This sh*t goes without saying but it has to be said
If you ain't putting in the work, you won't be stacking no bread
Wassup

[Hook: Jogger]
Man I’m like ooh, yeah
They saying I don’t fight fair
Why everybody mad?
We finally building a buzz like lightyear, yeah
Youth on fire forever and always reppin it
And never second guess the kid, you ran into a nightmare
Man I’m like ooh, yeah
They saying I don’t fight fair
Why everybody mad?
We finally building a buzz like lightyear, yeah
Youth on fire forever and always reppin it
And never second guess the kid, you ran into a nightmare

[Verse 2: Paper Cleveland]
Fingers itchin for that paper watch me scratch now
n*ggas on these tap phones and water f*ckin tapped now
Shook the devil off I got the city on my back now
n*ggas think it's sweet I tell them b*tches do a background
Never put the rap down never put the strap down
Always pick the racks up I'm poppin percs on snap now
Runnin' through these b*tches, f*ck em once now they attached now
Jumped off the porch I was clutchin the hammer
Free all my n*ggas that's stuck in the slammer
Yo chick go bananas she top my banana
I'm crashin the whip like I'm princess Diana
Back when I was p*ss poor
Now they ask what they hit for?
Roger copy that's 10-4
f*ck around and do a kick door
Run me the jewels, I got the juice
White chick she a Jew
f*ck her on weekends she listen to Weeknd she tweakin and geekin she lovin the crew
I get it poppin, I get it brackin
She let me walk in it, and I never called her
Man where is my manners, I'm up and away

[Hook: Jogger]
Man I’m like ooh, yeah
They saying I don’t fight fair
Why everybody mad?
We finally building a buzz like lightyear, yeah
Youth on fire forever and always reppin it
And never second guess the kid, you ran into a nightmare
Man I’m like ooh, yeah
They saying I don’t fight fair
Why everybody mad?
We finally building a buzz like lightyear, yeah
Youth on fire forever and always reppin it
And never second guess the kid, you ran into a nightmare

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