Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams & Nightmares Intro

Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on locked up shit
In the of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated I was departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' foreign 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 without an
I did shit with
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, rest 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 talkin' bout my niggas then you talkin' 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 fuck 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 Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to a million cash then grind like I'm broke
Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma need that money and my son need some milk
These tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
'Cause these niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got young niggas that's rollin' I got 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 that drop head, I'm down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all
I'm that real nigga what up, nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder then 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 life good
Catch me down in MIA, at that game on wood
that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the same nigga they
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 Berks Street with them nappy that lock
The same that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So much money have ya friends turn into
And with beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
nigga turn rich, love the game 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 boy when he first touched that brick
I'm