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Dreams and Nightmares
- Ain't this what they've been waitin' for?
- You ready? Uh, uh
- I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
- So I had to grind like that to shine like this
- In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit
- In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
- Seen my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
- It was time to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do."
- If you want it, you gotta see it with a clear eyed view
- Got a shorty, she tryna bless me like I said achoo
- Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please, 'fore them triggers squeeze
- I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
- Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm lion hearted
- They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
- I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm a artist
- No crawlin', went straight to walkin', with foreigns in my garages
- All foreign bitches ménagin', fuckin', suckin' and swallowin'
- Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
- I did it without a album
- I did shit with Mariah
- Lil' nigga, I'm on fire
- Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga, I'm flyer
- When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
- Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater, rest in peace
- Hater, rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
- Phantom so big, can't even fit in the parking spot
- You ain't talkin' 'bout my niggas, then what you talkin' 'bout?
- Gangstas move in silence, nigga, and I don't talk a lot
- I don't say a word, I don't say a word
- Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve, fuck nigga
- Hold up, wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
- When I bought that Aston Martin, y'all thought it was rented?
- Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
- Double M, yeah, that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm lieutenant
- I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke
- That Lambo my new bitch, she don't ride like my Ghost
- I'm ridin' around my city with my hand strapped on my toast
- 'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
- 'Cause my mama need that bill money, my son need some milk
- These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around, get killed
- You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
- 'Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke, no
- All I know is murder, when it come to me
- I got young niggas that's rollin', I got niggas throwin' B's
- I done did the DOA's, I done did the KOD's
- Every time I'm in that bitch, I get to throwin' 30 G's
- But now I'm hangin' out that drop head, I'm ridin' down on Collins
- They let my nigga Ern back home, that young nigga be wildin'
- We young niggas, we mobbin', like Batman and we're robbin'
- This two door Maybach with my seat all reclinin'
- I'm like, "Real nigga, what up? Real nigga, what up?"
- If you ain't about that murder game, then pussy nigga, shut up
- If you diss me in your raps I'll get yo' pussy ass stuck up
- When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
- Catch me down in MIA at that Heat game on wood
- With that Puma life on my feet like that little engine I could
- Boy, I slide down on your block, bike on 12 o'clock
- And they be throwin' deuces on the same nigga they watch
- And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still callin' them shots
- And these lames talkin' that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
- I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids, that lock
- The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
- And these niggas hatin' on me, hoes waitin' on me
- Still on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
- They gon' remember me, I say remember me
- So much money, have yo' friends turn in yo' enemies
- And when there's beef I turn my enemies to memories
- With them bricks they go for 40, ain't no 10 a key
- Hold up, broke nigga turned rich, love the game like Mitch
- And if I leave, you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
- It was somethin' about that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
- Had me feelin' like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
- I'm gone
- Woo
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