Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

Ain't what they've been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme this
So I had to like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a view
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of what we started, nigga but I'm lionhearted
They me when I was stuck and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to 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 with Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't fit in the parking spot
You talkin' bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I talk 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 wait a minute, y'all I was finished?
When I bought that Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm Popeye on his spinach
M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then like I'm broke
Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my
'Cause these want me dead and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma need that bill 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 with me fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got young niggas that's 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 down on
They like, my nigga back home that nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all
I'm that real nigga what up, real nigga up
If you ain't about that game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
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 deuces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm calling them shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same niggas flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that
The same nigga that up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, hoes on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So much money have ya turn into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
With them they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my
Had me feeling like dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm