We all dream one day we and queens We all dream one day we kings and 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 denim My marble are killing, gold cars are so relentless 5 girls in the kitchen, they something like chemists Monumental (?), statues Egyptians God my soul, need it, can't let it go I know you get when I ain't home, on the road I I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the throne I would take you along, but then that loan you'll owe Young girls in dresses, tryna impress us Saying they all different, but I show them no effort Underestimated that (?), then I Had to make investments, honey dressed it I'm it, cross-sign baptism West shit Shit on anybody an opinion, you dead wrong Go against a bull head-on I'm too strong, eight sticking to a bomb Army stance, 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 dream one day we kings and We all dream one day we be kings and My made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, living the
[Verse 2: Never take this to heart, I take indo to chest And now a chasing dreams without losing his breath Though my are slept, my ambition the best I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to death We in cool with all of these I'm with all of these niggas You fool with all of niggas You lose like all of (niggas) Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits Anybody riding with young'in will recoup Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed them lyrics Finna be king, but I'm way too proud to as (minion?) I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga And don't (?) shit to people's opinions I'm a king to these niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b! MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run this you 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 dream one day we be kings and My made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, the dream
[Verse 3: You're in the presence of a majestic, Message the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected I can say ghettoest I come from where metal spit Praying to God I can slide and out the Devil's grip pop another pill, can't drink another sip Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this I to love these whips, a white Maserati's my birthright car, it, I need another hit At night, where murdered (?) That's the same block World Peace learned to play ball See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private College to prison, understand it, and wisdom Shout out to baby of niggas who gangbang he could die any day and you still the same thing So that make you a queen, anything Escobar season begins, so let the semis Pimp of the year, I could smack your Not with my hand, but with a black revolver I been in pressed silk since milk cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga