Nightmares To Dreams – English Lyrics

• By: Meek Mill

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the high-energy world of East Coast hip-hop with this track! It is a perfect way to learn American slang and rhythmic storytelling, offering a raw look at motivational vocabulary and the cadence of modern rap.

[English]

作词 : Robert Williams/Naiem Parker/Maurice “Ke’Noe” Jordan/Daniil Golloev/Dylan Alexander Hodges/Jermaine Anthony Preyan/Anthony Tucker

作曲 : Robert Williams/Naiem Parker/Maurice “Ke’Noe” Jordan/Daniil Golloev/Dylan Alexander Hodges/Jermaine Anthony Preyan/Anthony Tucker

Yeah, North side, South side, West side, up top

North side, South side, 1-8 my block

Philly

Yeah

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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

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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

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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 ****ed 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

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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 ****ed 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

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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

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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)

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Chaser, chaser, chaser

Get money

Chaser, chaser, chaser

Get money

Chaser, chaser, chaser

Get money

Chaser, chaser, chaser

Get money