NoMo Federal Nightmares

BandGang Lonnie Bands - Rap, Midwest Rap
NoMo Federal Nightmares
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Duration: 2:39
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[Intro] (StupidDog) Let your heart flow, baby, let my heart flow, wherever my heart goes, baby Good, bad and ugly, they gon' end up everything that come with it [Verse] Gettin' closer to my dreams (Gettin' closer to my dreams) Gettin' closer to my— (Gettin' closer to my dreams), yeah Gettin' closer to my dreams (Gettin' closer to my dreams) Hey Gettin' closer to my dreams (Closer to my dreams), yeah Gettin', gettin' closer to my drеams, ain't no more federal nightmarеs, huh (Closer to my dreams) Yeah I'm gettin' closer to my dreams I'm gettin' closer to my dreams I'm gettin' closer to my dreams, ain't no more federal nightmares (Ain't no more federal nightmares, bitch, I'm right here) Ain't no stones yet in my closet, huh (Naw, tuh, huh, huh) Naw Huh, I told you I was goin' in and how this shit start? (How this shit start?) I wouldn't even know how to win if I ain't take them losses (Where they at? I'm faulty) Yeah (Bitch, ha) All a nigga had to do was slow down, but it's hard in it All a nigga did was ventin' on Pro Tools in y'all memory You might paint the same picture, but this art different We might've made it out the same trenches, but my art diddy (My art diddy), huh Davinci Code, he can't unlock it (He can't unlock it) I came from keys on that road like a locksmith Got a couple blocks spinned, tough-ass nigga not hit They did it for no profit, fuck you mean we locked in? I made them killer thousand, they owe me favor 'til the end Been hustlin' since a toddler, ain't have a chance to be a kid Now a nigga got all these kids, ain't had to do shit they pops did They don't know about the rolling stone like a rock band Ghetto by Joe (Yeah), kept that dope roll (Yeah) Buy up all them stoves, huh, hit the stage and rock it Got unc' around them gold, them boys, they'll take your Rollie I bought my daughter Rollie When I got my shit (When I got my shit), huh I'm gettin' closer to my dreams (Gettin' closer to my dreams) I'm gettin' closer to my dreams, ain't no more federal nightmares Yeah, tuh, hey Mentally scarred, but the wounds physical, huh Neighborhood star, I did the same shit as you, huh Two times harder when your face so visible, huh Nigga, when you the hardest, it ain't hard to get to you (It ain't hard to get to you), huh Baby mama bitter now, she ain't trustable, huh Gotta watch the killers now, they'd turn on you Hunt on you and trust the preacher now, it ain't no comfortable You ain't shit but somethin' to eat now just like a Lunchable Niggas hungry, starvin', stomach growlin' Got some real money and forgot I was the robber too and ignant and wildin' Straight out of town as the same out-of-town niggas Caught me off an alley-hoop Couldn't even trip about it 'cause karma come around it I level this mile and 'bout it, 'cause, nigga, I done did it too But you ran to the 'Gram 'bout it, they ain't respectable Now it's shh (Man, shut the fuck up, nigga)
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