Anth - Nightmare On Elm Street lyrics
Anthony Melo
[Anth - Nightmare On Elm Street lyrics]
Okay, you're staying broke while
I'm getting richer
Money talks, I ain't speakin' with ya
Name is poppin' all on the block
And I don't ever stop unless
It's for a picture
Nah, I don't really fuck with the fake
I just hit the club, get drunk, get laid
With a bad bitch, I don't even know her name
Even if I did, not a damn thing change
Now let's play a game
No you ain't fuckin' with I
I be the king on the rise
I get a text from the girl of your dreams
And when I read that shit, I don't even reply
Oh my, my nSYNC Bye, Bye, Bye
Lord knows I ain't right
I just call her when I wanna
Hit that Britney one more time
I run this shit like a campaign
Your life ain't as good as my bad day
You rappers give rapping a bad name
To get to my level, you better pray
Amen, look how much money I make with a pen
Remember the days when I couldn't pay rent
Now I just spend then get it again
Girl, I swear I got it down and mastered
Have you ever had a one
Night stand with a rapper?
I don't know your name and no
I didn't even ask ya
'Cause once we get to fuckin'
Does it even really matter?
Yeah, uh, look
If you didn't know my name, now you know
I got bitches up in every
Single place that I go
Up in London, to Brazil
All the way to Mexico
And they tell me that they love me
But they only love the flow that's for sure
Now wake up, I'm all the way up
And I'ma stay up
The nightmare of your dreams
I got it covered like make up
Too easy like a lay up
My time is money so pay up
It's crazy how I blew up right
After a fucking break up
Sorry I'm not sorry
To harm me you need an army
You rappers fucking bore me and put
Me to sleep like Cosby
Getting bands like Ozzy
Fans follow like paparazzi
Success is the best revenge
That's what making a name has taught me
I'm done
I'm getting richer
Money talks, I ain't speakin' with ya
Name is poppin' all on the block
And I don't ever stop unless
It's for a picture
Nah, I don't really fuck with the fake
I just hit the club, get drunk, get laid
With a bad bitch, I don't even know her name
Even if I did, not a damn thing change
Now let's play a game
No you ain't fuckin' with I
I be the king on the rise
I get a text from the girl of your dreams
And when I read that shit, I don't even reply
Oh my, my nSYNC Bye, Bye, Bye
Lord knows I ain't right
I just call her when I wanna
Hit that Britney one more time
I run this shit like a campaign
Your life ain't as good as my bad day
You rappers give rapping a bad name
To get to my level, you better pray
Amen, look how much money I make with a pen
Remember the days when I couldn't pay rent
Now I just spend then get it again
Girl, I swear I got it down and mastered
Have you ever had a one
Night stand with a rapper?
I don't know your name and no
I didn't even ask ya
'Cause once we get to fuckin'
Does it even really matter?
Yeah, uh, look
If you didn't know my name, now you know
I got bitches up in every
Single place that I go
Up in London, to Brazil
All the way to Mexico
And they tell me that they love me
But they only love the flow that's for sure
Now wake up, I'm all the way up
And I'ma stay up
The nightmare of your dreams
I got it covered like make up
Too easy like a lay up
My time is money so pay up
It's crazy how I blew up right
After a fucking break up
Sorry I'm not sorry
To harm me you need an army
You rappers fucking bore me and put
Me to sleep like Cosby
Getting bands like Ozzy
Fans follow like paparazzi
Success is the best revenge
That's what making a name has taught me
I'm done