Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Dreams and Nightmares)

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

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I used to pray for times this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine 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 come
It was to marry the game 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"
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 departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went to walkin' with foreigns in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit Mariah
nigga I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
Then I that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, in peace to the parking lot
so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
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 say a word
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 y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the to count 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 strapped on my toast
Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back
Cause my need that bill 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 brought me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it 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 bitch I get to 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
like, my nigga back home that young nigga be wildin'
We niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game 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 life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that game on wood
With that life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve
And they be throwing dueces on the same they watch
And I'm the king of my cause I'm still calling them shots
And these 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 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' me, I say remember me
So much money ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I my enemies to memories
With 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 gon' still suck my
It was something 'bout Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first touched that
I'm