[Part I: "Dreams"]
[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 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 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 an 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 (Ah)
Maybach Music
[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 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 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 an 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 (Ah)
Maybach Music
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