Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for times this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like
In a of time I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs on wrists
See my dreams unfold, come true
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers
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 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 menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, 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
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 then you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, and I don't talk a lot
I say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I 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 like 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 like my Ghost
I'm around my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I make it back home
'Cause my momma 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 around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it 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 bitch I get to 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we like Batman and we're Robin
2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that nigga what up, real nigga 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 tour life good
Catch me in MIA, at that 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 deuces on the same nigga they
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling shots
And these lames that bullshit the same niggas 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 wait for my
And these niggas hating on me, hoes on me
Still on hood 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 them they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' suck my dick?
It was 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first that brick
I'm