We all dream one day we and queens We all one day we kings and queens My made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga it, we just young, living the dream
[Verse 1: Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit denim My marble floors are killing, cars are so relentless 5 girls in the kitchen, they cooking like chemists Monumental (?), statues like God cover my soul, it, can't let it go I know you get lonely when I ain't home, on the I know I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the I would take you along, but then that college loan owe Young girls in cheap dresses, impress us they all different, but I don't show them no effort Underestimated that (?), I tested Had to investments, honey colored dressed it I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism shit Shit on anybody an opinion, you dead wrong Go against a nigga head-on I'm too strong, arms sticking to a bomb stance, ready for war We use a Andy Warhol to the decor Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get They say my music knocks, so I it open every door
[Hook: x2] We all dream one day we and queens We all dream one day we be and queens My nigga made it, we just young, the dream My nigga made it, we young, living the dream
2: Wale] Never take this to heart, I take indo to chest And now a nigga chasing dreams losing his breath Though my credits are slept, my the best Though I do this to be heard, do it to death We in with all of these niggas I'm through with all of these You fool with all of niggas You lose all of these (niggas) Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits riding with young'in will probably recoup Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with lyrics be king, but I'm way too proud to offer as (minion?) I just offer a 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 we run this you dig? We all kings, anything to my soft queens I'm without them, when they around I am Charles Sheen
x2] We all one day we kings and queens We all dream one day we be and queens My made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, living the
[Verse 3: in the presence of a majestic, esoteric Message from the most ghettoest king, worldwide I can say ghettoest cause I come where metal spit Praying to God I can and slip out the Devil's grip Won't pop 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, they murdered (?) That's the same block Metta World learned to play ball See I'm born alone, die alone, from the to the private home College to prison, understand it, knowledge and Shout out to baby of niggas who gangbang Cause he die any day and you still the same thing So make you a queen, surviving anything season begins, so let the semis ring Pimp of the year, I could smack father Not only with my hand, but with a black I in pressed silk since breast milk cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga