Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Dreams and Nightmares)

Ain't this what they've been waiting You ready?

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I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like
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 come
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, straight to walkin' with foreigns 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 shit with
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Rolls Royce thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater in peace
rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the spot
You ain't bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
move in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot
I say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I 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 like Popeye on his
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the
I'm the to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my strapped on my toast
these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill money and my son some milk
niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
Cause these niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' b's
I done did the I done did the KODs
Every I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding on Collins
They like, my nigga home that young nigga be wildin'
We niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game pussy nigga shut up
If you me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up
When you in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that Puma on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on o'clock
And they be throwing dueces on the same they watch
And I'm the of my city cause I'm still calling them shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them braids that lock
The nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends into enemies
And with these beef I turn my enemies to
With them bricks they go 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game Mitch
And if I you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm