Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

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

I to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my unfold, nightmares come true
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I was
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
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 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 rest in peace, in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the spot
You ain't talkin' bout my then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas in silence, nigga 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 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 count a million cash then grind like I'm
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride 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 need milk
These niggas tryna my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you 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 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 head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that young 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 murder then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get 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 life on my feet, like that little engine I
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on o'clock
And be throwing deuces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still them shots
And lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with nappy braids that lock
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' me, I say remember me
So much have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I my enemies to memories
With bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the like Mitch
And if I leave you think them hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy he first touched that brick
I'm