Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams & Nightmares Intro

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

I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind like that to shine this
In a matter of I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my dreams unfold, come true
It was time to the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a view
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let hoes get in between
Of what we started, 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, straight to walkin' 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 Mariah
nigga I'm on fire
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
Then I bought that new Ferrari, rest in peace
Hater in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas what 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 deserve fuck
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was
Flexin' on niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the
I'm the type to count a cash then grind like I'm broke
Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta it back home
'Cause my momma need that money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly niggas I with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got young that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I did the DOAs I done did the KODs
time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on
They like, my nigga back home young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This 2-door Maybach, with my all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, real nigga up
If you ain't that murder game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't
Catch me down in MIA, at that game on wood
With that life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I down on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
And be throwing deuces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city I'm still calling them shots
And lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that
The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my
And these niggas on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood shit, my Rolls on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So much money have ya friends turn into
And with these beef I turn my enemies to
With them bricks they go from 40 no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first that brick
I'm