Nas - Day Dreamin', Stay Schemin’ lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas - Day Dreamin', Stay Schemin’ lyrics]
To my niggas to my niggas
What! What!
Looking back in time, when I had on my shine
I saw you standing there
I never tried to diss you
You didn't need your pistol
Why did you have to take it there
But then again, it was just my imagination
When my crew told me it was
You that was player hating
Then we had to have
That terrible confrontation
There's nothing I can do
To help this situation
Stay scheming (ya niggas kill me)
Niggas wanna get at me stay scheming
Niggas wanna get at me
Its been awhile since the last
Time we hung out full of weed
Drinking henny until we all passed out
Stretch bently, Queens clique
Pushing mean whips
And ho I'm with, glad who see she with
Shorty with the don me and horse switch cars
Jazz ruff for the six, this is it par
Thug nigga never thought I get this far
Who is that icing me from
Over there in the fog?
You got the mack god, you got the gat par
Dam, why they gotta do it to the black god
Everytime we chilling niggas want to act hard
My nigga Jungle known to
Slap a nigga back-ward
So we chill pay no mind
Think about about shit
I'm for the love of it
Stubborn niggas always plotting on
The brother tip
Can't even chill cause niggas just
Stay scheming niggas wanna get at me
Stay scheming niggas wanna kidnap me
But they never do it motherfuckers
What! What!
Looking back in time, when I had on my shine
I saw you standing there
I never tried to diss you
You didn't need your pistol
Why did you have to take it there
But then again, it was just my imagination
When my crew told me it was
You that was player hating
Then we had to have
That terrible confrontation
There's nothing I can do
To help this situation
Stay scheming (ya niggas kill me)
Niggas wanna get at me stay scheming
Niggas wanna get at me
Its been awhile since the last
Time we hung out full of weed
Drinking henny until we all passed out
Stretch bently, Queens clique
Pushing mean whips
And ho I'm with, glad who see she with
Shorty with the don me and horse switch cars
Jazz ruff for the six, this is it par
Thug nigga never thought I get this far
Who is that icing me from
Over there in the fog?
You got the mack god, you got the gat par
Dam, why they gotta do it to the black god
Everytime we chilling niggas want to act hard
My nigga Jungle known to
Slap a nigga back-ward
So we chill pay no mind
Think about about shit
I'm for the love of it
Stubborn niggas always plotting on
The brother tip
Can't even chill cause niggas just
Stay scheming niggas wanna get at me
Stay scheming niggas wanna kidnap me
But they never do it motherfuckers