Dreams and nightmares meek mill4/19/2023 With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a keyĪnd if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick? So much money have ya friends turn into enemiesĪnd with these beef I turn my enemies to memories ![]() The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spotĪnd these niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't goodĬatch me down in MIA, at that heat game on woodĪnd they be throwing dueces on the same nigga they watchĪnd I'm the king of my city cause I'm still calling them shotsĪnd these lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flock If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga shut up I'm that real nigga what up, real nigga what up This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin' We young niggas and we mobbin', like Batman and we're Robin They like, my nigga back home that young nigga be wildin' I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' b'sĮvery time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smokedĬause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toastĬause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back homeĬause my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my ghost I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke When I bought that Ashton Martin y'all thought it was rented?įlexin' on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinachĭouble M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished? Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot You ain't talkin' bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout? Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot ![]() Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm Flyer Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'Īnything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist They love me when I was stuck and hated when I was departed Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between Nigga please before them triggers squeeze Got a shorty, she try'na bless me like I said, "Achoo" If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view It was time to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do" See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit So I had to grind like that to shine like this I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this As far as graduations from mixtapes to major-label releases go, this one is still satisfying and a step forward, plus slicked up and pimped out in a way that's entirely Maybach.Ain't this what they've been waiting for? ![]() Blige backing he gets on "Who Your Around," but his stories of growing up in the concrete jungle lack insight or angle, as turning to a life of crime is just a way to afford "Polo & Shell Tops," because that's the way it goes, and it makes for a damn good hook. He's cocky enough to kick off "Amen" with "I just wanna thank God, for all the pretty women he let into my life" and then respectful enough to deserve the rich Mary J. Any shuffle button could do just as well, but sliced off into little bits, this is the glittery gangster feeling, big boss stuff that Ross and Maybach fans expect, delivered with Meek's love of combining Twista fast with Rick Ross force, making him the MVP of the star-studded "Maybach Curtains" (with Nas, John Legend, and Ross) by sheer force of will and volume. Check how the hooky swagger anthem "Young & Gettin' It" with Kirko Bangz gives way to the heartbreaking "Traumatized" without a pause, and while Meek's a strong enough, smart enough, and, most of all, determined enough rapper to make these two sides happen, the album doesn't sort these cuts with even a mixtape's sense of care. Having torn it up on the first two volumes of Maybach Music's Self Made compilations, Philadelphia rapper and former Grand Hustle artist Meek Mill finally busts out on his own on Dreams and Nightmares, an apt title for an album that haphazardly bounces between the two.
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