Dreams and Nightmares Chords by Meek Mill
- Key: G#m
- BPM: 79
- Capo: no capo
PULSO FUERTE
DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES ACORDES
[Start] [Verse] G#m D#m ■ Ain't this what they've been waitin' for G#m B G#m You ready Uh ■ uh G#m I used to pray for times like this to rhyme like this D#m So I had to grind like that to shine like this G#m And a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit G#m In the back of the paddy wagon cuffs locked on wrists E Emaj7 See my dreams unfold nightmares come true G#m7 It was time to marry the game and I said Yeah I do G#m7 If you want it you gotta see it with a cleareyed view G#m Got shorty she tryna bless me like I said achoo G#m Like a nigga sneezed nigga please 'fore them triggers squeeze D#m I'm gettin' cream never let them hoes get in between G#m Of what we started lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted B G#m They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I was departed G#m I go and get it regardless draw it like I'm an artist D#m No crawlin' went straight to walkin' with foreigns in my garages G#m All foreign bitches ménagin' fuckin' suckin' and swallowin' B Emaj7 Anything for a dollar they tell me get 'em I got 'em G#m7 I did it without an album Emaj7 I did shit with Mariah Emaj7 Lil' nigga I'm on fire G#m Icy as a hockey rink Philly nigga I'm flyer E When I bought the RollsRoyce they thought it was leased E Then I bought that new Ferrari hater rest in peace E Hater rest in peace rest in peace to the parking lot G#m Phantom so big can't even fit in the parking spot Emaj7 E You ain't talkin' 'bout my niggas then what you talkin' 'bout G#m7 Gangstas move in silence nigga and I don't talk a lot G#m7 I don't say a word I don't say a word G#m Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga [Chorus] B D#7 Hold up wait a minute y'all thought I was finished D#7 When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented D#7 Flexin' on these niggas I'm like Popeye on his spinach D#7 Double M yeah that's my team Rozay the captain I'm lieutenant D#7 I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke D#7 That Lambo' my new bitch she don't ride like my Ghost D#7 I'm ridin' 'round my city with my hands strapped on my toast D#7 'cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home D#7 'cause my mama need that bill money my son need some milk D#7 These niggas tryna take my life they fuck around get killed D#7 You fuck around you fuck around you fuck around get smoked D#m 'cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around no joke no D#m All I know is murder when it come to me D#m I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's D#m I done did the DOA's I done did the KOD's D#m Every time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' thirty G's D#m But now I'm hangin' out that drop head I'm ridin' down on Collins [Bridge] D#m They let my nigga Ern back home that young nigga be wildin' D#m We young niggas we mobbin' like Batman and we're robbin' D#m In this twodoor Maybach with my seat all reclinin' D#m I'm like Real nigga what up Real nigga what up D#m If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga shut up [Chorus] D#m If you diss me in your raps I'll get your pussyass stuck up D#m When you touchdown in my hood no that tour life ain't good D#m Catch me down in MIA at that Heat game on wood D#m With that Puma life on my feet like that little engine I could D#m Boy I slide down on your block bike on twelve o'clock D#m And they be throwin' deuces I'm the same nigga they watch D#m And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still callin' them shots D#m And these lames talkin' that bullshit the same niggas that flopped D#m I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock D#m The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot D#m And these niggas hatin' on me hoes waitin' on me D#m Still on that hood shit my RollsRoyce on E D#m They gon' remember me I say remember me D#m So much money have your friends turn to your enemies D#m And when there's beef I turn my enemies to memories D#m Weigh them bricks they go for forty ain't no ten a ki D#m Hold up broke nigga turned rich love the game like Mitch D#m And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick D#m It was somethin' 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist D#m Had me feelin' like that dope boy when he first touched that brick [End] D#m I'm gone Woo