Boosie Badazz - Premonition lyrics
[Boosie Badazz - Premonition lyrics]
Premonition, yeah (ayo Paris) i see vision
I see Christian
You ever been up in a car
With the killers and dealers
And you thinking "it's the night
That they might kill us"
Badass cars on your baddie from the front
You thought you couldn't trust them niggas
You still roll with us
Now we locked up for murder
And the show hit us
Now you thinking 'bout the
Time mama told niggas
'Bout the nigga and the bitch
You in love with how when you gone then she
Going to the next dick
Now I'm in prison
Get no letters from that same bitch
I thought I dreamed this shit, I was so lit
Stuck in prison, doing a whole see
My scene is been no snitch
Premonition yeah in my vision yeah
I'm seeing this shit on my desk
Back in middle school prеmonition yeah
(mama think I can make the tеam in this shit
What do you think ma?)
Thank God I can make it
Seeing what they don't see
Feeling like I have her
Knowing she don't want me all night gambling
Running with the guns nigga
Feeling like a bad luck
And what I do, lose nigga
Saw the niggas hatin' in my dream
But, I woke up like I'm trippin'
This the shit that happen
When you smoking weed (no matter how)
Knew I shouldn't fuck with a lil' fine
Motherfucker bitch look like she was fine
She was weak
Now she posting pictures of a nigga like damn
She was fine like my Ford man all the time
Police shooting down black people
All the time i told y'all that my people
Would gon' get down
Premonition yeah (wow) in my vision yeah
I dream this on my desk back in middle school
Premonition make the same
Hola, hola
Premonition yeah (I'ma be around, ma)
I see this shit (I'll get this shit out, ma)
I don't know (we gon' bitch-crazy, ma)
Premonition yeah
I see Christian
You ever been up in a car
With the killers and dealers
And you thinking "it's the night
That they might kill us"
Badass cars on your baddie from the front
You thought you couldn't trust them niggas
You still roll with us
Now we locked up for murder
And the show hit us
Now you thinking 'bout the
Time mama told niggas
'Bout the nigga and the bitch
You in love with how when you gone then she
Going to the next dick
Now I'm in prison
Get no letters from that same bitch
I thought I dreamed this shit, I was so lit
Stuck in prison, doing a whole see
My scene is been no snitch
Premonition yeah in my vision yeah
I'm seeing this shit on my desk
Back in middle school prеmonition yeah
(mama think I can make the tеam in this shit
What do you think ma?)
Thank God I can make it
Seeing what they don't see
Feeling like I have her
Knowing she don't want me all night gambling
Running with the guns nigga
Feeling like a bad luck
And what I do, lose nigga
Saw the niggas hatin' in my dream
But, I woke up like I'm trippin'
This the shit that happen
When you smoking weed (no matter how)
Knew I shouldn't fuck with a lil' fine
Motherfucker bitch look like she was fine
She was weak
Now she posting pictures of a nigga like damn
She was fine like my Ford man all the time
Police shooting down black people
All the time i told y'all that my people
Would gon' get down
Premonition yeah (wow) in my vision yeah
I dream this on my desk back in middle school
Premonition make the same
Hola, hola
Premonition yeah (I'ma be around, ma)
I see this shit (I'll get this shit out, ma)
I don't know (we gon' bitch-crazy, ma)
Premonition yeah