Dreams and Nightmares - Meek Mill

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

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 sh_t
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See 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 n_gga sneezed, n_gga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' n_gga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign b_tches menaging, f_ckin', s_ckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an album
I did sh_t with Mariah
Lil' n_gga I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly n_gga 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, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my n_ggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, n_gga 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 f_ck n_gga
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 n_ggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new b_tch, she'll ride like my ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toast
Cause these n_ggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk
These n_ggas tryna take my life, they f_ck around get killed
You f_ck around, you f_ck around, you f_ck around, get smoked
Cause these Philly n_ggas I brought with me don't f_ck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it comes to me
I got young n_ggas that's rollin' I got n_ggas throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs, I done did the KODs
Every time I'm in that b_tch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They let my n_gga Ern back home, that young n_gga be wildin'
We young n_ggas and we mobbin', like Batman and we're robbin' (Robin)
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm like real n_gga what up, real n_gga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then p_ssy n_gga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your p_ssy 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 twelve o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the same n_gga they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still calling them shots
And these lames talking that bullsh_t the same n_ggas that flock
I'm the same n_gga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same n_gga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these n_ggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood sh_t, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke n_gga turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still s_ck my d_ck?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm gone

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