Nightmare on Dill Street Kenny Mason

[Verse 1]
Locks in my face swing
Locked in my daydream
Thoughts in my brain think, sharp like I can’t sing
Fuck dese niggas up when I drop nigga, Tay Keith
Fucked her in a truck, parked subtle in da cut
Y’all huddling fa what? Buddy lyin' to ya face see
I already know he won’t slide cause he can’t swing
I already know it’s my time but you can let me know
I already won but you can tell 'em dat you let me bro
Gotta stay professional, gotta pay me extra though
Gotta bring some extra folks, got 'em stayin' extra close
Fuckk dat being friendly, niggas done almost killed me
Watch yo blood spilling, den you’ll probably feel me...
My dog was in da field
When he talk I hear pills speak
When he talkin' dat grilled cheese
He don’t gotta convince me
Had a talk wit da lil me
Told me go on a kill streak, if niggas still sleep
Den it’s a Nightmare on Dill Street


[Verse 2]
Don’t call me no new Kendrick, I’m tryna outdo Kendrick
All legends I respect, but challenges I accept
I'm practicing I ain't slept, except when you play yo EP, yep
I’m SLE EP step I bet he get slept...
Never needed disguises, yes it’s me in da sky
I had to visualize it just to bring it to life
I had some sexy lil dimes request to be in the live
I'm destined to be da best but I’m blessed wit being alive
All facts...