Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams & Nightmares Intro

Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind like to shine like this
In a matter of I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs on wrists
See my unfold, nightmares come 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 bless me I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me when I was stuck and when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to with foreign cars in my garage
Got bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did with Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the lot
Phantom so big, it even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas 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 fuck nigga
Hold up a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm 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 like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped my toes
'Cause niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my need that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get
these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got young that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I done did the I done did the KODs
Every I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, nigga what up
If you ain't about murder game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I
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 calling them 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 up and I had to wait for my spot
And niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya turn into enemies
And with these beef I turn my to memories
With them bricks they go 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my
It was something 'bout that Rollie it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first touched brick
I'm