Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

Ain't this what they've been waiting
You

I to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine this
In a matter of time I spent on locked up shit
In the back of the wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was time to the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me when I was stuck and when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it I'm an artist
No crawling, went to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they it was leased
Then I bought new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the spot
You ain't talkin' my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a
Was on my grind and now I got I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta it back home
'Cause my momma that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck get killed
You fuck around, you around, you fuck around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got young niggas that's rollin' I got throwin' B's
I done did the DOAs I did the KODs
Every I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga back that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't that murder game then pussy nigga shut up
If you me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
With that Puma life on my feet, like that engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve
And they be throwing deuces on the same they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling shots
And these lames that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga that up and I had to wait for my spot
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood shit, my Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm