We all dream one day we and queens We all one day we kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, living the 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 cars are so 5 in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists Monumental (?), statues Egyptians God cover my soul, it, can't let it go I you get lonely 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 that college 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 investments, honey colored dressed it I'm it, cross-sign baptism West shit Shit on anybody with an opinion, you dead Go against a bull head-on I'm too strong, eight arms to a bomb stance, ready for war We use a Warhol to paint the decor Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get They say my music knocks, so I hope it open every
Tyga 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 just young, the dream
2: Wale] Never take this shit to heart, I indo to chest And now a nigga dreams without losing his breath Though my are slept, my ambition the best Though I do this to be heard, do it to death We in cool all of these niggas I'm through with all of niggas You fool with all of these You lose all of these (niggas) Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits Anybody riding with will probably recoup Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them Finna be king, but I'm way too to offer as (minion?) I just offer a to my vehicle, nigga And don't (?) shit to these 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 soft I'm lost 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 nigga made it, we just young, living the My nigga it, we just young, living the dream
[Verse 3: You're in the of a majestic, esoteric Message the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected I can say ghettoest I come from where metal spit to God I can slide and slip out the Devil's grip Won't pop another pill, can't another sip Tryna slow with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit I seem to love these whips, a Maserati's my birthright car, it, I need another hit At night, where they (?) That's the block Metta World Peace learned to play ball See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the home College to prison, understand it, and wisdom Shout out to baby 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 of the year, I could smack your father Not only with my hand, but with a black I been in silk since breast milk Mets cap on tilt, we kings, nigga