Federal Nightmares Lyrics

Feds is on em, know what I mean

Government, they want you to be organized

Nah, they want you scrimping and scraping and killing each other on the corner on some

bullshit, know what I mean

That's why me and Prod Joe, we getting ready to put this co-op together

Different crews, one package

Best dope, best coke

Cheers, cheers

I'm fighting demons in my head, I pray to God we hit a dread

I got nightmares and they fed, if we get caught, then we gon' spread

We put his big head back to bed, go ask who paint the city red

Don't want to end up with the dead, cause we top shotters, we the head

And we gon' stand on what we said, don't cross the line, just move ahead

We out weak, don't fuck with lean, but sell that shit from off the thread

We came in just for the straight end, but I'm declassified like Ned

I got filled up with that lead and fucked up so we got the head

And I here voices from the tunnel, I heard opps who tried to scream

We hit stick and made a funnel, I see Lil Threat inside my beam

This real shit no Roy Rumble, we put faces on the theme

We build up and watch it crumble, we do that shit that niggas dream

If I say shoot, then Mookie shoot, he get hoes, the king of fools

And we got mommas crying too, we put they brother in that suit

We control baby, bro the mute, and we told Lil 80 to the roof

We got your hoe who real acute, who gave that drop and what she do

Federal Nightmare 2, don't know shit that we been through

Federal Nightmare 2, you thought you could fuck with Q

Federal Nightmare 2, don't know shit that we been through

Federal Nightmare 2, you thought you could fuck with Q

We back out and hiding out, you too slime, I'm finding out

He on my base, we strike him out, he ain't too cool to die right now

Our bitch ain't good, chew me down, this shit too good, like chew me now

He show that way to break that down, we ain't too good to play that ground

If you this bro, then you's a goner, I got gold like what an honor

I'm so evil, dark, a bomber, my bitch band like Kiki Palmer

Think you rich, you ain't armor, she get drops cause I'm a charmer

And we was posted up for flicks, to show the hoes that we the farmers

If we ball hard, we see the chip, if we see 12, we run, don't trip

And we the ones who got a grip, he see opp, he dump the clip

We do him bad, they see a rip, we do all harm, no hate the nip

I ain't that one that you can skip, we smoking O, hate out the zip

But it's nightmares, a word or two, if we get caught, that shit ain't true

We blowing up all on the net, and I just feel like Danny Root

We sent him back into that lobby, so he ready up the cue

It's just me and my lil folks, and we just doing what we do

Federal Nightmares II, don't know shit that we been through

Federal Nightmares II, you thought you could fuck with Coup

Federal Nightmares II, don't know shit that we been through

Federal Nightmares II, you thought you could fuck with Coup

I'm fighting demons in my head, I pray to God we hit a dread

I got nightmares and they fed, if we get caught, dude, we gon' spread

We put his big head back to bed, go ask, who paint the city red

Don't want to end up with the dead, cause we top shotters, cause we the head

And we gon' stand on what we said, don't cross the line, just move ahead

We hope we don't fuck with lean, but sell that shit from off the thread

We came here just for the straight end, but I'm declassified like Ned

I got filled up with that lil air, fucked up so we got the head