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letra de bad dreams - mo.fendii

(mo.fendii)
(aye)
i don’t care if you think my music is trash
cause i make this music for me
what did you see
we pull up with chopper and glocks
and all of your n-gg-s they flee
(uh)

tomorrow is not guaranteed
(nah)
if i don’t take these risks then how can i ever succeed
god forgive me for my bad deeds
(facts)

i feel like i’m living in a bad dream
(woah)
i lost my cousin at the age of seventeen
(facts) (fact)
ima give y’all something that y’all never seen
n-gg-s switching up like they switching scenes
(f-ck)

cup so dirty feel a buzz like a hornet
riding bikes now cops serving me a warrant
i wish i could see my cousin one more time
so i could see him grind
so i can see him shine

(aye)
god forgive me for my bad deeds
while i’m having bad dreams
they keeping me up late at night
got me sweating like an athlete
all this pain keep coming back to me just like a crack fee
i let jesus take the wheel
and now i think he’s crashing

you tell everybody i move underground
i focus on me and i don’t make a sound
don’t ask me for help if you wasn’t around
i rap for my people to make em all proud
how far ahead am i leaping to bound
all compet-tion i stay looking down
you missing me it will never be found
i know ima king y’all looking like clowns

the best moments in life
are the ones you can’t recreate
cause the people that you make em with don’t tend to stay
i lost my dad before i even got to graduate
now i don’t even wanna graduate
he was my biggest fan
he was my best friend
and everything i did i did it all for him

i feel empty
he was the biggest piece of my heart
why did god have to tear him appart
he’s been there for the start
now he lives through his art
i feel alone now
even in my own house i don’t feel at home now
i just wanna wake up from this nightmare
i just wanna get up and see my dad
standing here by my side like he’s always been
straight to voice mail let me call again
texting hey are you okay then i’m hitting send
no reply where he at it’s getting scary man

god forgive me for my bad deeds
while i’m having bad dreams
they keeping me up
late at night they got sweating like a athlete
all this pain keep coming back to me just like an athlete
i let jesus take the wheel
and now i think he’s crashing

(god forgive me for my bad deeds?”)

(sweating like an athlete)

(back just like a crack fee)

( now i feel like i’m crashing )

- mo fendii

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