“Nightmares To Dreams” is a promotional single from American rapper Meek Mill. ^{[1] [2] [3]}

The single premiered Friday, July 31^st, 2026^[1] and the official video Wednesday, August 5^th, 2025^[5], via Meek Mill’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: Different Money, Delo (Producer), & LOR.^[4]

The song written by: Meek Mill.^[4]

Song: #NightmaresToDreams

Artist: #MeekMill

^Explicit

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“Nightmares To Dreams” Lyrics ^[4]
Song by Meek Mill:

Intro
Yeah, Northside, Southside, Westside, up top
Northside, Southside, 1-8, my block (Philly)

Verse 1
Yeah, you n***** know me, I’m the one
I get money, they can’t hold me (They can’t)
I been bustin’ down APs back when y’all n***** was rockin’ Rollies (Yeah)
Y’all only knew about JAY-Z, ’til y’all seen me and my homies
I was tryna chase my dreams, I had like twenty bands with a .40
I had a new Glock with a Chevy
Got my w*** off, I’m ready
It was a seesaw with that trap s***, but I bounced back, I’m heavy
It was a seesaw with that rap s***, me and Reed goin’ back at it
I spent nights up in this s***, all my blood, tears got tatted
I cut cuzzo off, he ratted (Cut him)
I cut bro off, he kept hatin’ (Cut him)
I can’t be around no jealous s***, I’m really the motivation (I am)
I can’t be around no tellin’ s***, they’ll give up your location
I get money, pop that s***, and help get people off probation

Chorus
I’m like, “Hold up, wait a minute” (Hold up)
AR got like eighty in it (Like eighty)
Once we start, we takin’ n***** (We takin’)
I’m too rich to fake it with ya (I ain’t fakin’)
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

Verse 2
This s*** gettin’ realer and realer (Too real)
We tryna survive, we fightin’ the system, s*** like Thrilla in Manila (Too thrill)
When we outside, no, it’s fair game, we puttin’ killers with killers (Brr)
We hittin’ n***** with slugs
Locked in the system, ain’t no fear, like, mama, give me a hug
Cold nights, locked up with no money, n***** ain’t give me a dub
Long nights, f***** up in the summer, n***** ain’t give me a grub
I was tryna trap, my cousin told me he won’t give me no drugs (What?)
I looked my cousin dead in the eye like, “Brodie, give me them guns”
Huh, I start tweakin’, I get that weed in me (Tweakin’)
Light the whole city, all the real n***** sayin’ they believe in me
Like her, I’m a lighter, I’m trippin’ on her, I put VVs in her
Actin’ like you press me about some money, that p**** said, “Please” to me (P****)
I just got ate up back in the Maybach with TVs in it (Maybach TVs)
I got my cake up, my estate up, s*** like a breeze to me (Breeze)
Y’all boys better wake up, bruh, 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 brought them shh, know them bad h***, don’t be mean to me
Hit her with that shh, she ain’t that, she can’t be seen with me
She done came with him, but when she left, she tryna leave with me
Bleed with me, Crip with me, n****
Bro say he f***** up, come get with me, n****
This ain’t no luck, come take risks with me, n****
We still goin’ up, I’m puttin’ Richies on hitters (Richie me)
Bust down on bad b******, this s*** keep gettin’ bigger (Bigger and bigger)
Hold up

Chorus
I’m like, “Hold up, wait a minute”
AR got like eighty in it (Brr)
Once we start, we takin’ n***** (Yeah)
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 (Cut)
She a bad girl, know I’m the GOAT, she ate that d*** up, Jamaican dinner
She know I’m an asset to her, I ain’t even know how fake it with her (Asset)
I been chillin’, really healin’, y’all gon’ really make a n****
They at war, but b**** come on, come say the Chasers’ prayer with us
Get money

Outro
Chase it, chase it, chase it, get money
Chase it, chase it, chase it, get money
(Chase it, chase it, chase it, get money)
(Chase it, chase it, chase it, get money)

Writer(s): Meek Mill
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^Explicit

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