Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

Ain't this what they've been waiting
You

I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme this
So I had to grind like that to shine 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 come
It was time to the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a view
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me I was stuck 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 with
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
Then I bought that new Ferrari, rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas then what you 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 nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was
When I bought Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like on his spinach
M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a cash then grind like I'm broke
Lambo, my new bitch, she'll 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 niggas take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got young niggas rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I done did the I done did the KODs
time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm out that drop 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 Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my all reclinin'
I'm that real 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 pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that game on wood
With Puma life on my feet, like that little 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 'cause I'm still calling them
And these 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 came up and I had to wait for my
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' me, I say remember me
So much money ya friends turn into enemies
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 leave you think them pretty hoes gon' suck my dick?
It was something that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm