We all dream one day we kings and We all dream one day we and queens My nigga made it, we just young, the dream My nigga made it, we just young, living the
[Verse 1: Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit denim My marble floors are killing, gold are so relentless 5 girls in the kitchen, cooking something like chemists Monumental (?), like Egyptians God my soul, need it, can't let it go I know you get lonely 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 that college loan you'll owe Young in cheap dresses, tryna impress us they all different, but I don't show them no effort Underestimated (?), then I tested Had to make investments, 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, arms sticking to a bomb stance, ready 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 open door
Tyga x2] We all one day we kings and queens We all one day we be kings and queens My nigga made it, we young, living the dream My made it, we just young, living the dream
2: Wale] Never this shit to heart, I take indo to chest And now a nigga chasing without losing his breath my credits are slept, my ambition the best Though I do this to be heard, do it to death We in with all of these niggas I'm with all of these niggas You fool with all of these You like all of these (niggas) Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits Anybody riding with young'in probably recoup Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with lyrics Finna be king, but I'm way too proud to as (minion?) I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga And don't (?) to these 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, give anything to my queens I'm lost without them, 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 made it, we just young, living the
[Verse 3: in the presence of a majestic, esoteric Message from the most ghettoest king, respected I can say ghettoest cause I come from 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 shit I seem to love these whips, a Maserati's my birthright car, pass it, I need hit At night, where they (?) That's the same block World Peace learned to play ball See I'm born alone, die alone, the hoods to the private home to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom Shout out to baby of niggas who gangbang Cause he could die any day and you still the thing So that make you a queen, surviving Escobar season begins, so let the ring Pimp of the year, I could smack your Not only with my hand, but with a black I been in pressed silk since breast Mets cap on tilt, we some kings,