Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams & Nightmares Intro

Ain't this what 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 back of the 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 see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in
Of we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, 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, Philly I'm fly-er
When I the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater in peace
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 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, y'all thought I was
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was
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 count a million cash then grind I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll like my Ghost
I'm ridin' my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need milk
These niggas tryna my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it to me
I got niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I done did the DOAs I done did the
Every time I'm in that bitch I get to 30 G's
Now I'm out that drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that nigga be wildin'
We niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, 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
When you in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat on wood
With that Puma 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 they 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 Berks Street with nappy braids that lock
The nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
them bricks they go from 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 still 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 brick
I'm