Meek Mill - Dreams And Nightmares (Instrumental) HD
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[Intro]
Ain't this what they've been waiting for? You ready?
[Verse 1]
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 try'na 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 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 foreigns in my garage
All foreign bitches menaging, fucking, sucking, and swallowing
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, 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
[BEAT CHANGE]
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 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 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
But now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They let my nigga earn 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 dueces 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 when there’s 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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This song is the perfect balance of meaningfulness and hype
Definitely the greatest beat of all time.
This song is what achievement sounds like to me.
After my football team made play offs we blasted this song
After I graduated HS we played this song again and no lie I shed a tear to the first half
I’m gonna play this song again after I finish boot camp and officially become a United States Marine
I plan to play this song again when I buy my first house
Again when I get my Uni Degree
Again when I buy my dream car
Again when I send my kid to college
And when I turn 80 I’ll play this at maximum volume.
Of course I’ll play it every time the eagles win a super bowl in my life time too
@@BuggaBoy69 im a pats fan and even I get hyped up when I hear this lol
@@BuggaBoy69 This shit gon be playing when I die
Deep lol
Dreams and nightmares will always be part of this beautiful season the Eagles had. It’s sad and incredible at the same time
...? Ok! 😄
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Junmo8i.j
beats instrumental umm
Kinda of hard too think about that
Fhfug
I love the first half of this beat it's very beautiful
Who cld u imagine rapping on the first half of it was a best, by the way what sample is that?
@@rioguttaful kanye
The importance of the second half is needed.
First part makes me cry, second part makes me hyped
This starts off better than the original beat
faxx
🚫 CAP
@@thelegacyofgaming2928 1Corinthians chapter 15 verses 1-4.the gospel
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@Stupid Zombie how do you know this?
Sounds like a song I would listen to at Atlanta symphony orchestra
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Such a Underrated comment.
That's the idea...
PHILADELPHIA symphony orchestra!
The First Half of the Beat is so Beautiful
Please stand up for the national anthem of the grind & struggle
Classic rap beat
😂
If you don’t crank out 70+ pushups when the beat switches at 1:50 then you shouldn’t be here
Bet!!! Imma do that tonight and see what happens. Hold up wait a minute!!
I can’t even do 5
@@rocklee5368 happens over time with practice
Nigga the fuck up
@@denniebramlett9726 let me guess you think 21 savage can rap, you’re 75 lb overweight and you think video games are important
When meek mill goes in at 1:51 I get goosebumps always
Prod. Obscurum fr bruh! I be getting them shivers
facts
True
Pause bro
Meek mill’s beats have the hardest beat drops😳🔥🔥🔥
This sounds fire🔥🔥🔥
So nice it will give everyone who do music inspiration
The First Half of this Beat is so Beautiful
Best beat ever produced. Smh
1:51 HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE
Y'all thought I as finished...
Jojo 317 x
When i bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Double M yeah that’s my team Rosay the captain I’m lieutenant
Turn up moment
Meek always there for us
bro i was free styling and it went hard but i forgot it all
Iselyn Malvo lmao you aint freestylin bout nothin wich yo "clean your room" head ass
Dom B 😂👌
Iselyn malvo hmu
Clean your room headd azz 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Dom B tuff
It’s so inspiring. Proud to be from there and can’t wait to return home
The first part of this beat is sentimental as fuck
Madman - Intro (MM VOL 1 )
I’m from the hood where it’s dark outside late nights yu can’t walk outside with a gun I send ma blood hounds to bark outside we’ll get the choppers have the coppers bring the chalk outside when yu done never chilling cs the narcs outside in they watching like a hawk outside yeah cs round hea there’s nigga dying yunger than me in ik only 13 just as young as can be just like you a lotta nigga just like me just like you a lotta niggas dislike me just like yu hatin and debating as niggas getting knocked probably fold like paper ass niggas yuan gotta be a street nigga to be a real nigga yuan gotta lie in yo songs in say yu kill niggas don’t want hear all that fake shit ion feel niggas tell yo nigga chill he aggressive of them pills helped em get addicted but want help that nigga heal yu know how much it hurt if yu been thru it why would yu put yo next of kin thru it cause niggas really die over autotuned lies come to where yu live just to kill yu on live they got black ppl living poor crack needles on the floor grab heaters when it’s war dads leaving outta doors bad dreams is what it caused mad evil i done saw but if I’m speaking to the law Ian see that shit at all got the spirit of a god but I’m demon to the core yeah I’m young but I’m wise that’s the reason I’m mature ik just finding myself cs I piece of me is lost I can’t see my mama mourn it’ll leave her really torn that’s my real day 1 she been with me since I was born did sun things in I was wrong helped get me outta storms getting shot left me left me shell shocked and traumatized it’s hard to speak on what I’m feel up inside I’m from them trenches where we fighting to survive
nigga shot me for nothing and yu think they not gon slide couple situations left me hurt now I say less cs I’m speechless in my pass life did some things now I fell like karma tryna get even
cs this nigga tried to kill me im I made my self back home
One of the hardest beats!
The intro is the best ❤
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
Want a record deal
@@heeevibezzz3284 lol
It gets crazy. Heck yes
Dangerously fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
This is now Warriors intro music. Love this.
I love this man, It makes me feel like I can get out of the Storm with this.
U got this my man.
2019 Anyone ?
It's so beautiful i love it
I was just listening to the song and thought damm I would of never thought he would sing to this and it’s be so great
As soon as that beat drop I'm yelling😂😂😂
Nice inspirational beat.
Dope beat.
the BEST
musical poetry
it go hard
Quanto vale um sonho
Quanto custa a vida?
Pagam para ter
Encontrar uma saída
Em busca de mim mesmo
Me conheço mais ainda
Olhei para dentro e sai por cima
*chills* too fucking hard 🔥🔥
I’m still prayin for my time to shine
Remind myself that I’ll be fine
Some night where I ain’t wanna try
Or feel like I ain’t qualified
When I felt like I just wanna die
But I can’t go to hell
So I asked god to make a compromise
Just take my soul tomorrow night
But things kept gettin harder right
Back then you ain’t got the time
That shit left me traumatized
Woke up in that house a thousand times
When we lost it I was bouta cry
Or when the police took my brother
They said they just gonna take him on a ride
That’s the day he really lost his mind
Scary times
Hearin my dad was paralyzed
Or all his money stolen
Every single fuckin dime
Dropped outa college
Lost my money and lost my job
An Time is tickin I’m still waistin time
And actin like my life is timeless
Stop the slackin yeah I promise
I’ll take action and I’ll stop it
I’ll get back in to the college
And at work do my assignment
Make these plans and then I act like I forgot it
Got pushed back because of nonsence
Devil laughs
I’m broken down an
I’m just lackin
All around an
On this path
There’s no way out it
Feels like itle be forever
Always promise I’ll get better
But I’m reality I’ll never
I Gave up on my endevers
Fallen way to much to measure
Just calm down man it gets better
Came along way from me hittin blunts
And yes I know it’s gettin rough
But now I’m sick of givin up
See you can fall a thousand times
You only have to get up once
When you do
Then you’ll realise it
So just stick to your assignment
Need to open up your eyelids
If you don’t start right now
Then by tomorrow you’ll be silent
Thought you fixed the problem
But you know that deep inside its
That you need to change your mindset
And that’s by havin your mind set
Devils gonna try it
Do not let him get inside it
Awful
@@bearumscareum8981 😂😂😂😂
@@bearumscareum8981 lies
Damn 😎🔥this is what I am talking about yes 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥😎
love the game like mitch!!
Go hard meek mill
It's kinda nice to use as dance music
Lets Go Warriorsssssssssssss
I totally want a new gaming console reveal/launch event to use this beat in the trailer next year. The “hold on wait a minute “ part would drop just when the video shows the first live image of the finished console, and the whole crowd would lose it 🤣
good beat to freestyle off of
I thank allah for the blessings that he gave man
Still make dua and the devil can’t persuade man
All them years behind bars you can’t replace fam
My dreams are coming true
I need too realize beneath the truth and lies it’s hard to find
The light but it there you got to be prepared
the instrmental is pretty fire bros
ain’t have to pray at all I loved my life I focused on happiness from day till night I used to smile, while I ride my bike, I could sleep, life felt so nice, when I got about 7 I went on to playing sports, I showed my love on the basketball courts, I made 2 shots and this might be my 4th, I was still happy even though my parents were divorced, so my life was great it had no hate, I was young in second grade, I knew that my life was the life I make, I didn’t it my own but I still had faith in 2012 we moved out of the state. I got new friends at that time and I went to a different school, to get some friends I ain’t have to act cool, now everybody be acting like a fool, I dreamt for this life, I’m lucky, I even went to the pool. Dreams come true, I got some shoes, I showed it the court and the baseball field too, started along time ago then I learned how to shoot, I have to try I made my own friend group, we were known as the crew. Nobody were bullying nobody were teased, life was as it seemed, sometimes I dreamt, happiness was my team, now a lot of people vape and I know it cuz I’ve seen. It’s not good for you I know that’s a fact, so I stayed in my lane and I didn’t act wack. Took my life made it like my past I’m back. And we rapping on this track. Life become worse people doing crimes full of blood and gore stayed in my lane but my heart got sore couldn’t tell you how sad people dead more and more. Stayed in a nice town so I didn’t get shot, I lived safe straight on my block, like Meek Mill the madness never stopped I’m making this song cuz I’m going through a lot. I don’t have a struggle people just keep calling me names, People keep teasing cuz I don’t look the same, I blew by it I tried to ignore, this song hit my hard , why they bully for? Everybody is famous now, they don’t feed the poor! Come on people have sense!! And police use ur force!! I know how it is, I’m only a kid, Try to hold on my heart but I’m losing my grip, People call me skinny and call me stick, I’m done with that but I live how I live. I love parents very much shout out to them, For how much money they spent for my needs, how I feel for me, I don’t now if I’m being helpful or acting corny.
I don’t care
MR11♾️🖤💛
Just 16 years old man
Shhi
When that hit you, it really hit you and spin yo world
Sittin in the back of my car
reminiscing bout this n that
and tryna figure things out things from what my past got right
I don’t even relate no more to these niggas it be like closed doors
I wish I could be born again but remember how grateful of god I am
It really be a blessing when you change yo mindset and chase that goal you might just get
But see they don’t understand the hard work it took to get
Niggas try n one up you to feel they best
I wasn’t raised up in the top I waited patiently and took my time
Ye I never had what some of y’all had
Took my time took my time n chased that bag
I never regret what made me cz that’s really what made the best of me
Jealousy
Money
And envy…
Put those together you get a fucked up remedy
I promise you I won’t stop grinding till this vision come true I’m husd tryna see it with a clear eye view
Making sure this shit come true before I see stars of blue
Trues are blue🔵
Only a few
That’s in ma crew
Aseara am dormit pe un cearceaf de catifea
Erau numai petale in toata camera mea
Muzica e viata mea
Nu stiu sa fac altceva
Eu vorbesc cu oamenii
Nu stiu ce face lumea
Ghinionul mea a fost ca m-am nascut in tara asta
Acum un an puteam sa jur ca o sa o iau razna
Sunt mai mult decat un rapper
Sunt orice dar nu un trapper
Toti care radeau de mine acum regreta
Nu vreau nicio eticheta
Casele de discuri ma vor vedeta
Nu semnez nici daca scoti un milion din servieta
Ating mai multe inimi decat un cardiolog
Nu-mi pasa de nicio nota din catalog
Aseara am purtat cu Dumnezeu un dialog
A zis ca mi-a rezervat in Rai un loc, ha
Ma gandesc Daca e bun drumul pe care-l urmez
Vreau sa muncesc
Nu mai am niciun chef sa lenevesc
Sau sa ma distrez
Vreau niste succes
Nu cred in stres
Nici nu ma chinui
Da tot reusesc
Daca nu am tot improvizez
Pe orice stil eu pot sa ma mulez
Sunt mai mult decat vezi
M-am nascut sa fac greseli
Nu sa mimez perfectiunea
Detest presiunea
Stiu care mi-e misiunea
Uneori imi vine sa-mi iau muzica si sa o las
Da ma tin de ce-am promis coaie
O sa iau tot ce mancati
Cineva mi-a zis ca stau in umbra altora
Acum stau si ma intreb daca chiar oare e asa
Ok hold up wait a minute
You know I gotta kill it
Ma tin doar dupa feeling
Fac treaba asta zilnic
Sunt motivat
Sunt dedicat
Ma simt foarte-nplinit
Nu pot sa tac
In tot ce fac sunt propriul meu critic
Astia-mi spun sa ma calmez
Imi pare rau e imposibil
Coaie nu te halesc
Esti asa de necomestibil
Nu suntem compatibili
Si asta e vizibil
Mi-ai zis sa facem piesa
Ti-am zis ca nu-s disponibil
Flow-ul tau e accesibil
Timpul e ireversibil
Nimeni nu ma crede pentru ca sunt incredibil
Aproape ca transpir
Am o bomba cu fitil
Intru in casa tiptil
Si-apoi boom Kill Bill
Cred ca exagerez putin
Putin cam mult
Ma gandesc la ce castig
Nu la ce am pierdut
Nu am stat printre blocuri
Am stat printre hiene
Te omor dintr-o privire
Cred ca am sange pe gene
FACTS HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE
Heheh!!
All these dreams and nightmares I den seen through baby girl swear l love her I dont need you
All these lies and these tricks I den seen throught
yes this the song for the starting lineup of the Golden State Warriors
1️⃣1️⃣🐐
Reus :(
Looking at me Now you Wouldn’t believe I Was Homeless
Always hungry
But never hopeless
God Bless The Real 1s
That Give From the heart
Thank God it’s Not Always Dark
I dropped Tears But
They frozen from departure
Hearing footsteps it’s just griffti Artist doing they job
Beautiful place if you don’t kno
If you going eat or starve
But steal and shoot for the Stars
( eat or you starve )
👌🏿
He saved the bet awards the view was amazing
I started playing this right as Kyle Schwarber came up in the 6th inning of Game 6 of the World Series. He homered next
My life
This song reminds me of the nba finals
Go birds
A choir would bring the roof down harmonizing the first part
LYRICS
You ready? Uh, uh
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 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, 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 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
They let my nigga Ern back home, that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas, we mobbin', like Batman and we're robbin'
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, bike on 12 o'clock
And they be throwin' deuces on the same nigga they watch
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, 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
Woo
Nyjah❤️
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The piano melody 😭
Take a minute and hear me out
Pain so deep I just wanna shout
Take me outta this life I hurry up I just wanna be out
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooww
I'm driving on this long road all I see is Gray
By the looks of it I can see success is a mile away
Tired of seeing niggas pushing dope
All I ask is that God help me when I need some hope
Yin and Yang, light and shadow
It has that "Rocky" feel
I keep giving out my heart to find my purpose and it’s not here
And I ain’t hurt nobody so this pain I feel is not fair
To live my whole life and to never feel loved is my worst fear
I’m losing hope
I mean my dad never gave it to me and that shit ain’t dope
And we ain’t see nobody else we moved so far away from home
And everything that we got now just know we did it on our own
Mamas pockets were on E
But she hustled she did it all alone
And we ain’t got no sympathy
Wasn’t nobody listening
I just needed love but they don’t want u til ur pockets deep
They don’t care about yo feelings unless ur rocking designer jeans
So lie to me
Tell me that u love me and you’ll put aside ur pride for me
Tell me that you’ll try for me
Make it sound believable like something u rele mean
Just lie to me
I mean I’ll know that part ain’t true but I’ll deal with that part silently so lie to me
Damn🤕💔 felt that
sgaa alsada u snapped cuh
damnnnnnnnnnnnn. i couldnt read it with the right flow u had but either way that shit is real, dope, and creative....
sgaa alsada official mere....
Aye man i really felt this for real. You mind if i were to use a few lines from what your wrote into a rap ?
i grind like im broke
put in time like i won’t
ive been sleeping nuff long
it’s bout time i awoke
i’ll go to war for my bros
through the warm and the cold
ima big dawg, different breed
but hell nah ion boast
real hustlers move ghost
the real ones know that
they been fake for so long
they dunno how to act
so i sit back
relax
watch them fuck it up
it’s my time to shine
you guys have done enough
i got loyalty and love
that’s all a man ever need
and i ain’t gotta pay for it
i get that shit free
that’s why being broke ain’t bad
it shows you the real ones
it might not work for you
but it worked for me
yeh it worked for me
I lock in my plans like they in custody
this is fun for me
i’m living life stress free
on the block with the guys smoking the loudest weed
You may call me golden Frieza
dis the one strafing use for his gameplay
Nightmares i don't have them anymore,
i live them everyday,
i daydream about how to move outta the hood
Momma said son its all going to be good
Hope makes people live
imma do this even if
even if i gotta give my life for it
imma die for it
u dont know what these tears stand for
27 but my soul is older
lying aint no option G
came up on a boat
now im crossing the T.
Instrumentals is not the same as the original track. I was hoping it will be the same
Sueños que tengo desde que me despierto por seguir & cumplir no me quiero ir sin dejar un testamento mi pequeño leon seguirá detrás de los recuerdos fotos pensamientos que dañan momentos pero seguiremos ganando yo no confío en mi sombra si creen que por reírme con ustedes eso los hace amigos de hacen desde el nacimiento & no eh visto a alguno los años pasan & seguiremos ganango ahora es mi tiempo que me siente en el trono
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 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
Hell is not one place we are meant to go , but many people do because some are not living for Christ and aren’t willing to leave everything for him. I’m here to tell you this place is real it’s eternal, everlasting suffering, pain and torment and once your there there is no escape, but we don’t have to go there because we were the reason Jesus died on the cross for us. Not tryna scare anyone just telling you the truth cause I love you all to much to not tell you .I’m asking not to just read this and this and ignore it , but just think about what you are choosing and what you are truly doing in your life.Stop living for yourself and start living for God. God bless
skate on you like shake junt. kicking it like a big punt. what the fuck do you want you gotta life so live it. never had a fuck givin. but its thanksgiving and to the table is weed and peace that I'm bringing. Fuck all the commotion. lets get these visions in motion while I'm high coasting sitting focused just hoping this is just some potent
what you dont notice is how I dont feel important but fuck it depression rise above, myself I should love it, work I'm done with this shirt. start selling packs. that's where its at but that's where you lack is that your lifes not in tact and that's a fucking fact
01:49 Hol' up wait a minute! Y'all thought I was finished? When I bought Honda Civic, Y'ALL thought it was rented???
aston martin*
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(verse)
I remember listening to Meek Mills in the morning,
Kanye and Cole in the afternoon, Kendrick ‘til I was yawning,
Drake for the parties, Tracey when I needed a moment,
I hear Saint on the radio,
Shit,
This is my moment,
I remember saying that this was all that I wanted,
I look around, in astonishment,
This is my calling,
Took Dad to the showcase, buy any car that you like,
Took Mom to the old place, where we used to live life,
She broke down to tears, honestly, I did the same that night,
Moved into the mansion that was almost touching the sky,
Took a flight up to Paris, then another one to Dubai,
Me and my brothers, we gon’ live it before we all die,
If I told what we do you would think it’s a lie,
Flew to the Singapore, where the women were divine,
Constantly messaging me but I can hardly reply,
Forgot most of their names as I got on the next flight,
Loving this fame and also loving all mine,
From TO to LN, and LN to NY,
shi bro this beautiful
@@barrackobama2639 appreciate it brother ❤️
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - ItsMrPureWill - Dreams & Nightmares - Robert Rihmeek Williams Meek Mill [Produced By Anthony Tucker The Beat Bully] [Year: 2012] [Album: Dreams & Nightmares]
Wayne's reaction to this beat:
0:00 - 1:49. "Okay, this shit is really fuckin pretty but, ion know"
1:50 - 3:02. "Yup, let's get it"
Plot a plan is what my brother said
My momma said leave it on the track
My pops will awalys have my respect
Full speed ahead, understand to be the man, my grandmother said spread love dont nelject
Hits jets towards what they think wont be achieved
A king is what were all meant to be, but somone like me its more than think
He just got out of jail
Where can I find that choir sound used in the beat??
It’s pre-programmed into ProTools but it seems to be pitched up
Nihja Huston
🎵🔥💯👍🏾👑🔋
Can someone please extend the nightmare part?
Best instrumental ever....,,lebron fans can’t say that
This free ?
they don’t fight me why would i be debating for em? always happy for my people can’t see myself hating on em
Hood life
1:50
Ain't this what they've been waitin' for?
You ready? Uh, uh
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 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, 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 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
They let my nigga Ern back home, that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas, we mobbin', like Batman and we're robbin'
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, bike on 12 o'clock
And they be throwin' deuces on the same nigga they watch
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, 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
The Super Bowl Champion, Philadelphia Eagles.