调:C# minor•
Verse 1
Expensive nightmares on a-
Whole lotta expensive nightmares
Expensive nightmares on
a Maybach pillow
And the guns, better get low
Verse 2
Can't fuck with too many,
Verse 3
C#m
A
F#m
If it's that, we suited up , we
Really ain't no need to check his pulse,
they know he finished
Nigga, where I come from, no,
it ain't no happy endings
I'm a trenches baby,
when it's danger, I can sense it
Verse 4
I'ma send it (buck, buck, buck, buck)
A lot of Ls that season,
I was losin' all my niggas, damn
Three years later,
Verse 5
flexin' for the 'Gram
Let a nigga plot on robbin',
that Nina'll blam
Twin .40s stick together like Gina and Pam
Verse 6
they call a nigga Rim
A
C#m
that baby Glock tucked right in my Timbs (I got it)
Still got a AR you get chopped,
Verse 7
bap a lot (no bap)
Can't say no cap, put that on cap,
I'm with Capalot (that's lil' bro)
The FN Ruger on my lap when I don't
got a Glock (federal)
Been totin' pistols before rap,
Verse 8
I don't know how to stop
can't keepin' takin' risks 'cause I'm really rich
Got a deal, can't be in that field
'cause we really blitz
Foreign wheels, I bought six whips,
now they on my dick
Maybach cost a quarter
mill', that ain't really shit
Verse 9
they expectin' me to crash
See 'em, hop out, chase 'em,
Trip you, walk down, face 'em,
Verse 10
My lil' niggas aim for headshots and
they got accuracy
Push a bitch right out that leg- lock like
Verse 11
we ain't scared
He reach for this Carti', it's
gon' be a whole lotta red
Time to kill 'em all, I been in mode,
I ain't playin'
Used to be my dawg,
Verse 12
he lost control off the meds, uh
C#m
Yeah, livin' in the slums,
we just wishin' for a hero
Expensive nightmares on a-
Whole lotta expensive nightmares
on a Maybach pillow
a Maybach pillow
we just wishin' for a hero, oh
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