Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me I said, "Achoo"
a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of we started, lil' 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 walkin' with foreign cars in my
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
for a dollar, they tell 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 they thought it was
I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I talk a lot
I don't say a word, I say a word
Was on my grind and now I got I deserve fuck nigga
up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I 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, the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta it back home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son some milk
These tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
'Cause 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 done did the DOAs I 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 down on Collins
They like, my nigga home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' Batman and we're Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, real nigga up
If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life good
Catch me down in MIA, at Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, that little engine I could
Boy I down on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
And be throwing deuces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling them
And lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks with them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So much money ya friends turn into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
With bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game Mitch
And if I leave you them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he touched that brick
I'm