Dreams and Nightmares Chords by Meek Mill

[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
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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
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'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