Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams & Nightmares Intro

Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind like that to like this
In a matter of time I spent on some up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with cars in my garage
Got bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did with Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in
Hater in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't a lot
I don't say a word, I say a word
Was on my and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y'all I was finished?
When I bought Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the
I'm the type to a million cash then grind like 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 me dead and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some
These tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I did the DOAs I done did the KODs
Every time I'm in that I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that young be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and Robin
This 2-door Maybach, my seat all reclinin'
I'm real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga up
If you me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat on wood
With that Puma on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling them
And these lames talking that bullshit the same that flopped
I'm the same from Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my
And these niggas hating on me, waiting on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So much money ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I my enemies to memories
With them they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game like
And if I leave you think pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first touched brick
I'm