"Nerves Bad" lyrics
Curren$y & Black Cobain Lyrics
[Curren$y:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
East side
(Black Metaphor)
I wish niggas the best though they wish for my death
Took my podnas out the projects, they comfortable on private jets
My bro [?] sleeping with his tec
Approaching me like a potential threat can get your stressed
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Survivalists in their sleeping bags
You tryna buy a bottle of water, gotta wear a mask
Gang flags in the bank, homie picture that
Business transactions going down, nobody getting clapped
But right outside the door your bro was murdered just for being black
The rights they read him was his last and he ain't even know it bro
They pulled that nigga over just to smoke him though
No it ain't all of 'em but both sides is on edge
And we training ourselves [?] gun busting
Prepared so you ain't gotta be scared
Because everybody upset out there, everywhere
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
[Black Cobain:]
Hold up
I'm counting paper, arrest the folks who killed Breonna Taylor
I'm not a skater but I be popping shit and rolling flavors
Tell the crooked ass police eat a dick, I'm highly favored
Running up these bands, you out of shape bruh
The problem is black folks is getting too powerful
They wondering how we made it out the zoo, it's a miracle
The whip the same color, Miracle Whip, it's hysterical
Police shoot a nigga, get suspended, momma crying at the burial
But we still living reckless
The price of a whole car around a nigga necklace, cracker respect it
Loading up the toolie like Malcolm X, peep out the curtain
These niggas fiends and I'm serving, nervous swerving
Hope I ain't a casualty
That's why I copped some Prada
'Cause momma lately been saying that she proud of me
The whole world mad, yeah
And I'm just running up a bag, hold up
[Curren$y:]
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Nerves bad, the whole world gone mad
Yeah, yeah
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
East side
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
East side
(Black Metaphor)
I wish niggas the best though they wish for my death
Took my podnas out the projects, they comfortable on private jets
My bro [?] sleeping with his tec
Approaching me like a potential threat can get your stressed
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Survivalists in their sleeping bags
You tryna buy a bottle of water, gotta wear a mask
Gang flags in the bank, homie picture that
Business transactions going down, nobody getting clapped
But right outside the door your bro was murdered just for being black
The rights they read him was his last and he ain't even know it bro
They pulled that nigga over just to smoke him though
No it ain't all of 'em but both sides is on edge
And we training ourselves [?] gun busting
Prepared so you ain't gotta be scared
Because everybody upset out there, everywhere
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
[Black Cobain:]
Hold up
I'm counting paper, arrest the folks who killed Breonna Taylor
I'm not a skater but I be popping shit and rolling flavors
Tell the crooked ass police eat a dick, I'm highly favored
Running up these bands, you out of shape bruh
The problem is black folks is getting too powerful
They wondering how we made it out the zoo, it's a miracle
The whip the same color, Miracle Whip, it's hysterical
Police shoot a nigga, get suspended, momma crying at the burial
But we still living reckless
The price of a whole car around a nigga necklace, cracker respect it
Loading up the toolie like Malcolm X, peep out the curtain
These niggas fiends and I'm serving, nervous swerving
Hope I ain't a casualty
That's why I copped some Prada
'Cause momma lately been saying that she proud of me
The whole world mad, yeah
And I'm just running up a bag, hold up
[Curren$y:]
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
Nerves bad, the whole world gone mad
Yeah, yeah
Everybody's nerves bad, it's like the whole world gone mad
East side
