Nightmares (feat. Byron Messia)

Chris Brown

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    Me brother get tied up in the streets, said them can't leave out
    And if you can't bring the Glock 'round so, then them nah leave out (yeah)
    More time alone, soldier nah trust no one
    If he ever see the pagan them, him turn evil (yeah)
    Him say: Me depressed, so Henny my medicine
    It's just me and my Remington
    Pigs them want stick around like gelatin
    Oh-woah-oh-oh-woah
    Battyman, them nah take 'way your skeleton
    Then skrrt up on the main like Hamilton
    Road money make him fly like pelican
    Ooh, Lord, oh, Lord

    Him tell me Most High know
    My family and me friend them
    Most High know
    You bring trouble, Him gon' end them

    Nightmares, no more dreams
    He just don't believe
    He just don't believe
    Nightmares, no more dreams
    He just don't believe
    He just don't believe

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    Da-da, da-da
    Gunshot turn them in a goner
    Killer them a travel 'pon a charter
    Fi go start war, haha
    A gunshot, we no love chat, have the clutch back
    God say me no fi buss back, me say: Fuck that
    AK with the pan drum in a the truck back
    Ever have the 'K like school youth with a lunch bag

    Most High know
    My family and me friend them
    Most High know
    You bring trouble, Him gon' end 'em

    Nightmares, no more dreams
    He just don't believe
    He just don't believe (he just don't, he just don't)
    Nightmares, no more dreams
    He just don't believe (he just don't)
    He just don't believe (he just don't)

    He just don't, oh
    Bang, bang, mmm
    Me say: Gang, gang
    Pussy boy, oh
    Me say: Bang, bang

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    Composición: Chris Brown, Ryan C Presson, B I G Hoodboss, Ras Haile Alexander, Chopstix y Byron Messia

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