Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

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

I used to for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to like that to shine like this
In a matter of I spent on some locked up shit
In the of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
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 tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them squeeze
I'm cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of we started, lil' nigga 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, went straight to with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
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 rest in
rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it even 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 say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up 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 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 I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city my hands strapped around 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 niggas tryna my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no
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 riding down on
They like, my nigga back home that young nigga be
We young niggas and we like Batman and we're Robin
2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game 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 tour life ain't good
me down in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the same they watch
And I'm the king of my city I'm still calling them 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 that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, waiting on me
Still on that hood shit, my Royce on E
They gon' me, I say remember me
So much money have ya turn into enemies
And with these beef I my enemies to memories
With them they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
nigga turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty 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 first that brick
I'm