Bad Dreams Lyrics

I had to grow in this world like a damn seed

I never lost my daddy

But he wasn't there for me

Might've been Simba had he died in the stampede

Guess I would've knew back then

That I was born a king

I had nowhere to go

Just like a damn fiend

I lost everything

Even some memories

Might've been better had I died off that Hennessy

Guess I wouldn't feel a thing

Instead of in this bad dream

Guess then I would've knew that I was born to be the truth

Guess then I would've known instead of thinking I was grown

Guess you couldn't understand me, living with a different family

Never made a song like this, I'm trying to heal the damage

Living in a world like this, you gotta be a savage

Put on me a all white fit, don't call me pitter patter

Don't give a flip bout status, don't get this here confused

Judge tried to send me up the road with no tennis shoes

Counting dead people in the middle of my living room

I went to visit dukes, and then they booked me too

I said I love you mama, she said I love you too

Had to jump out the screen before them police made me move

I had to grow in this world like a damn seed

I never lost my daddy

But he wasn't there for me

Might've been Simba had he died in the stampede

Guess I would've knew back then

That I was born a king

I had nowhere to go

Just like a damn fiend

I lost everything

Even some memories

Might've been better had I died off that Hennessy

Guess I wouldn't feel a thing

Instead of in this bad dream

My grandma stayed loyal even when I caught my warrants

My partners changed on me way before my top performance

I got that pasta on me, but they want swiss cheese

Feeling like Camofleezy riding around with Big Sneed

Let's take a ride west side, I got vibes in TVT

Then I slide to Argyle outside with da CPGs

Back in the G in YCP, small stint in CBV

Used to stay out dey in CVT before the new arena

Spent two years in West Savannah by the store Newcastle Street

Used to walk the Cloverdale pool straight out of FHP

Used to stay in Cloverdale too, Ms. Claudette Rest In Peace

Mama had to work to pay the bills, the streets was there for me

I had to grow in this world like a damn seed

I never lost my daddy

But he wasn't there for me

Might've been Simba had he died in the stampede

Guess I would've knew back then

That I was born a king

I had nowhere to go

Just like a damn fiend

I lost everything

Even some memories

Might've been better had I died off that Hennessy

Guess I wouldn't feel a thing

Instead of in this bad dream

Instead of in this bad dream

Instead of in this bad dream

Instead of in this bad man, bad man, bad man

Instead of in this bad dream,

Instead of in this bad dream

I could've been light years away

Instead of in this bad dream, bad dream

Instead of in this bad dream,

Instead of in this bad dream

Instead of in this bad dream, bad dream

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