Meek Mill - Dreams And Nightmares (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Meek Mill - Dreams And Nightmares (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I used to pray for times like
this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that
to shine like this
And the amount 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 (Minute), y'all
thought I was finished? (Whoa)
When I bought that Aston Martin, y'all
thought it was rented? (Yeah)
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 (Skrt)
They let my nigga Ern back home, that
young nigga be wildin' (Let's go)
We young niggas, we mobbin'
(Mobbin'), like Batman
and we're robbin' (Whoa)
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 (Block),
bike on twelve o'clock (Rah)
And they be throwin' deuces on the same
nigga they watch (Meek Milly)
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 (Rich),
love the game like Mitch
And if I leave, you think them pretty
hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was somethin' 'bout that Rollie
when it first touched my wrist
Had me feelin' like that dope boy
when he first touched that brick
I'm gone
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