Nightmare

Why these pussy bitches always think they fuckin' with a nigga

Used to be afraid but now my finger sittin' on the trigga

Never worried boutta bitch who can't maintain her figure

I'm lookin' at my pockets and they only gettin' bigger

My wrist got glimmer, my bitch got slimmer

Wake up in the morning knowing I'm a fuckin winner

You starring at the wall I know you nothing but a sinner

Now I'm getting paid and I know you getting bitter

Every day my life is getting realer and realer

I'm taking shots to the face yeah I'm killin' my liver

I gotta heart so cold, it make you wanna shiver