"Nightmares To Dreams" lyrics

"Nightmares To Dreams"

Yeah, North side, South side, West side, up top
North side, South side, 1-8 my block
Philly
Yeah

You niggas know me, I'm the one, I get money, they can't hold me
I been bussing down APs back when y'all niggas was rocking Rollies
Y'all only knew about Jay-Z till y'all seen me and my homies
I was tryna chase my dreams, I had like 20 bands with a 40
I had a new Glock with a Chevy, got my weed off, I'm ready
It was a seesaw with that trap shit but I bounce back, I'm heavy
It was a seesaw with that rap shit, me and Reed goin' back at it
I spent nights up in this shit, all my blood tears got tatted
I cut cuzzo off, he ratted, I cut bro off, he kept hating
I can't be around no jealous shit, I'm really the motivation
I can't be around no telling shit, they'll give up your location
I get money, pop that shit, and help get people off probation

I'm like hold up, wait a minute, AR got like 80 in it
Once we start, we taking niggas, I'm too rich to fake it with ya
I had ate her out in Paris, told her I love her, I'm playin' with her
I had liked her, but I cut her when I found out my man hit her, yeah

This shit get realer and realer, we tryna survive, we fighting the system
Shit like "Thrilla in Manila", when we outside, know it's fake game
We putting killers with killers, we hitting niggas with slugs
Locked in the system, ain't no fear like momma, give me a hug
Cold nights, locked up with no money, niggas ain't give me a dub
Long nights fucked up in the summer, niggas ain't give me a grub
I was tryna trap, my cousin told me he won't give me no drugs
I looked my cousin dead in the eyes like, "Brodie, give me them guns"
Huh, I start tweaking I get that weed in me
Light the whole city, all the real niggas saying they believe in me
Like her, I'ma light her, I'm trippin' on her, I'll put VVs in her
Acting like you pressed me about some money, that pussy said "please" to me
I just got ate up back in the Maybach with TVs in it
I got my cake up, my estate up, shit like a breeze to me
Y'all boys better wake up, I'm in the gym and ain't no lean in me
Lean with me, rock with me, and I brought my team with me

And they bought them shh— no them bad hoes don't be mean to me
Hit her with that shh— she ain't that, she can't be seen with me
She had came with him but when she left, she tried leave with me
Bleed with me, crip with me, nigga
Bro said he fucked up, come get with me, nigga
This ain't no luck, come take risks with me, nigga
We still going up, I'm putting Richies on hittas
Buss down on bad bitches, this shit keep getting bigger

Hold up, I'm like hold up, wait a minute, AR got like 80 in it
Once we start, we taking niggas, I'm too rich to fake it with ya
I had ate her out in Paris, told her I love her, I'm playin' with her
I had liked her, but I cut her when I found out my man hit her

She a bad girl, know I'm the goat, she ate that dick up, Jamaican dinner
She know I'ma asset to her, I ain't even gotta fake it with her
I been chilling, really healing, y'all gonna really make a nigga
They at war, but this come on, come say the Chaser Prayer with us, get money (Yeah)

Chaser, chaser, chaser
Get money
Chaser, chaser, chaser
Get money
Chaser, chaser, chaser
Get money
Chaser, chaser, chaser
Get money


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