Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like
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, locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares 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 me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
Anything for a dollar, tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did shit Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, nigga 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 even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a
Was on my grind and now I got what I fuck nigga
Hold up a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like on his spinach
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm
Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need milk
These niggas tryna take my life, fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
'Cause Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes 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 I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out drop head, I'm riding 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 Maybach, with 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, I'll get your pussy ass up
When you in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
With that Puma life on my feet, 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 the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas 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 have ya friends into enemies
And with beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm