Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams & Nightmares Intro

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

I to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like to shine like this
In a matter of time I on some locked up shit
In the back of the wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come
It was to marry the game 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 nigga sneezed, nigga before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I was
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit with
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly I'm fly-er
I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, rest in peace
rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking
You ain't talkin' bout my then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot
I say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up wait a minute, thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his
Double M, that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride my Ghost
I'm around my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it home
'Cause my need that bill money and my son need some milk
niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't 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 time I'm in that I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm down on Collins
They like, my back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, real what up
If you ain't about that murder 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 life ain't
me down in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
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 deuces on the same nigga watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling shots
And lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
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 niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends turn enemies
And with these beef I turn my to memories
With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game like
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my
Had me feeling that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm