Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams Nightmares

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

I used to pray for times this, to rhyme 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 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 view
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me I said, "Achoo"
Like a sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
love 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 foreign in my garage
Got bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Royce they thought it was leased
I bought that 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' bout my niggas then what you bout?
move in silence, nigga 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 deserve fuck
Hold up wait a minute, y'all I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin thought it was rented?
on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my 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 need some
These niggas tryna my life, they fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got niggas that's 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 drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that nigga be wildin'
We young and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game pussy nigga shut up
If you me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up
you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat on wood
With that 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 shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that
I'm the same nigga from Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga that up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on hood 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 my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go from 40 no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie it first touched my wrist
Had me like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm