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