We all dream one day we and queens We all one day we kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, the dream My nigga made it, we young, living the dream
1: Tyga] Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with My marble are killing, gold cars are so relentless 5 in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists Monumental (?), statues Egyptians God cover my soul, it, can't let it go I know you get when I ain't home, on the road I know I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the I would you along, but then that college loan you'll owe Young girls in dresses, tryna impress us Saying all different, but I don't show them no effort Underestimated that (?), I tested Had to make investments, colored dressed it I'm it, cross-sign baptism West shit Shit on anybody with an opinion, you wrong Go a bull nigga head-on I'm too strong, eight arms to a bomb stance, ready for war We use a Andy Warhol to the decor Apologizing for my actions, I get bored say my music knocks, so I hope it open every door
[Hook: x2] We all one day we kings and queens We all one day we be kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, the dream My nigga made it, we young, living the dream
[Verse 2: Never take this to heart, I take indo to chest And now a nigga chasing without losing his breath Though my credits are slept, my ambition the Though I do to be heard, I'mma do it to death We in with all of these niggas I'm through with all of niggas You fool all of these niggas You like all of these (niggas) Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits Anybody riding with will probably recoup Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with lyrics be king, but I'm way too proud to offer as (minion?) I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga And (?) shit to these people's opinions I'm a king to niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b! tches MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run you dig? We all kings, anything to my soft queens I'm without them, when they around I am Charles Sheen
x2] We all dream one day we and queens We all one day we be kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, the dream My nigga it, we just young, living the dream
[Verse 3: You're in the of a majestic, esoteric Message from the most ghettoest king, respected I can say cause I come from where metal spit Praying to God I can slide and slip out the Devil's Won't pop pill, can't drink another sip Tryna slow down this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit I seem to love whips, a white Maserati's my birthright car, it, I need another hit At night, they murdered (?) That's the same block Metta World Peace learned to play See I'm born alone, die alone, from the to the private home College to prison, it, knowledge and wisdom Shout out to baby mothers of who gangbang Cause he could die any day and you still the same So that make you a queen, anything Escobar begins, so let the semis ring Pimp of the year, I could smack your Not only my hand, but with a black revolver I been in pressed since breast milk Mets cap on tilt, we kings, nigga