Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle)

Come on get it
Ya my album comin'
Dreams worth than money nigga
This mother summer
I been gettin' so much money nigga
all these bitches
I think I done took a off
Still though
A lot of niggas off
We ain't doing nothin' but gettin' nigga
New deals, new money, double M G
get it
1]
My man got booked with a of white
If they make his a 'mil, he coming home tonight
I went from standing on them corners, jumping on them
Talking out of Bentleys, jumping on them bikes
Middle of the no strap, ice on
Niggas pussy in the dark, let's turn lights on
I used to sleep on the same the mice on
Now it's Italian marble, walking like Mike doing
Rest in peace to Mike, I rest in the mic
I pop a percs, I drink that Easter Sprite
Its levels to this shit, dog you won't my life
Peanut butter jelly on a toast, eating right
Champagne gargling, everything is
62 Maybach, I can barely the shit
Got these rappers scared see em' shaking like it's
If they said my name they got flamed, I'm the
A man don't eat he gonna starve, a man gonna starve he die
I know that they gonna try, that's why I stay with a brand new mac and it's 45
So they jump fast, better whistle like off-sides
Cause I'm from Philly, we'll eat your cheese
I told Diddy, I walking for no cheesecake
Cause the jeweller making the band with the face
I'm on now, I got neighbors like in 3
2]
Do it for the vine, I ain't do it
Lets about the time when I use to go through it
ass braids, with the cold shooters
We was playing with razors before they had the scooters
Shit I walked in with my Pumas on, you even know it
These a million dollar pair of sneaks nigga, you ain't even it
Said Reebok dropped Ross, we ain't even it
Cause he went and brought Bentley Breitling, he ain't even show it
At 21 I wanted to pop a
At 22 I wanted the hottest
At 23 I the Rolls-Royce
So what you think I did, I and fucking got it
I hit my hood, niggas looking fucking
They see me rolling and I be like you fucking
I just to ball, spending the quarter on y'all
Just take a look at my car, you don't I starved
I it all
in the day, packing the K
All hate I made that go away
I do you dirty go you to the A
Put in the verse like that Mac in you
And nigga, I'm mac in the bay
I'm off beat killing shit, I'm speaking all street still killing shit
Hurricane the first week, I still killed the
Intro been out like a year and I'm killing shit