Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams and Nightmares

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

I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come
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 bless 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 me when I was stuck and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with 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 an album
I did with Mariah
nigga I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Rolls Royce they it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater in peace
Hater rest in peace, in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking
You ain't bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't a lot
I say a word, I don't 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 that Aston Martin thought it was rented?
Flexin' on niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to a million cash then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride 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 money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it to me
I got young niggas rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I done did the I done did the KODs
Every time I'm in that 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 be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all
I'm that real what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't that murder 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 life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the same nigga they
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm calling them shots
And these talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids lock
The same nigga that up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, 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 turn into
And these beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the like Mitch
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 like that dope boy when he first touched that
I'm