Lyrics of Dreams and Nightmares by Meek Mill
intro
Ain't this what they've been waitin' for?
You ready? Uh, uh
verse
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
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
verse
Like a nigg* sneezed, nigg* please, 'fore them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigg* but I'm lion-hearted
They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
verse
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', f*ckin', suckin' and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
verse
I did it without a album
I did sh*t with Mariah
Lil' nigg*, I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigg*, 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
verse
You ain't talkin' 'bout my nigg*s, then what you talkin' 'bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigg*, 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 nigg*
verse
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 nigg*s, 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 nigg*s want me dead and I gotta make it back home
verse
'Cause my mama need that bill money, my son need some milk
These nigg*s 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 nigg*s I brought with me don't f*ck around, no joke, no
verse
All I know is murder, when it come to me
I got young nigg*s that's rollin', I got nigg*s 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
verse
But now I'm hangin' out that drop head, I'm ridin' down on Collins
They let my nigg* Ern back home, that young nigg* be wildin'
We young nigg*s, we mobbin', like Batman and we're robbin'
This two-door Maybach with my seat all reclinin'
I'm like, "Real nigg*, what up? Real nigg*, what up?"
If you ain't about that murder game, then puss* nigg*, shut up
verse
If you diss me in your raps I'll get yo' puss*-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
verse
Boy, I slide down on your block, bike on 12 o'clock
And they be throwin' deuces on the same nigg* they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still callin' them shots
And these lames talkin' that bullsh*t the same nigg*s that flopped
I'm the same nigg* from Berks Street with them nappy braids, that lock
The same nigg* that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these nigg*s hatin' on me, hoes waitin' on me
Still on that hood sh*t, my Rolls-Royce on E
verse
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 nigg* 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
outro
Woo
Writer(s): Jermaine Anthony Preyan, Maurice Jordan, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Anthony Tucker
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