Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

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

I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like
So I had to grind that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, come true
It was time to 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 bless me I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, please before them triggers squeeze
I'm cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to with foreign 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 shit Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
Then I bought new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck
Hold up wait a minute, y'all I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his
Double M, that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind I'm broke
Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped my toes
'Cause these niggas want me and I gotta make it back home
my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk
These tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get
'Cause these Philly niggas I with me don't 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 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 down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that young be wildin'
We young niggas and we like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, real what up
If you ain't about that game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at Heat game on wood
With Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve
And they be throwing on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy that lock
The same nigga that came up and I had to for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, waiting on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends turn into
And with these beef I turn my enemies to
them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game like
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 like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm