Dreams & Nightmares Intro Lyrics - Meek Mill

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

You ready? 

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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 

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 nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze 

I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between 

Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted 

They love me when I was stuck and hated when I was 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 bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin' 

Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em 

I did it without an album 

I did shit with Mariah 

Lil' nigga I'm on fire 

Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er 

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 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 the lieutenant 

I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke 

That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost 

I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toes 

'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home 

'Cause my momma need that bill money and 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 

All I know is murder, when it comes to me 

I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's 

I done did the DOAs I done did the KODs 

Every time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's 

Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on Collins 

They like, my nigga back home that young nigga be wildin' 

We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin 

This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin' 

I'm that 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 yo' raps, I'll get your 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 twelve o'clock 

And they be throwing deuces on the same nigga they watch 

And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling them shots 

And these lames talking 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 hating on me, hoes waiting on me 

Still on that hood shit, 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 nigga turn rich, love the game like Mitch 

And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick? 

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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