We all dream one day we and queens We all dream one day we and queens My nigga made it, we young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, the dream
1: Tyga] Uh, ceiling, my couch, don't sit with denim My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so 5 girls in the kitchen, they something like chemists (?), statues like 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 working for the I would you along, but then that college loan you'll owe Young girls in dresses, tryna impress us they all different, but I don't show them no effort Underestimated that (?), then I Had to make investments, honey dressed it I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism West Shit on anybody with an opinion, you wrong Go against a bull nigga I'm too strong, eight sticking to a bomb stance, ready for war We use a Andy to paint the decor Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get They say my knocks, so I hope it open every door
Tyga x2] We all dream one day we 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 dreams 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 cool with all of niggas I'm through all of these niggas You fool all of these niggas You like all of these (niggas) Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits Anybody riding with young'in probably recoup Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm with them lyrics be king, but I'm way too proud to offer as (minion?) I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga And don't (?) shit to people's opinions I'm a to these niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b! tches MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run you dig? We all kings, give anything to my queens I'm lost without them, when they around I am Charles
x2] We all dream one day we and queens We all dream one day we be and queens My nigga made it, we young, living the dream My nigga it, we just young, living the dream
3: Nas] You're in the presence of a majestic, Message from the most ghettoest king, respected I can say ghettoest cause I come from where metal Praying to God I can slide and slip out the Devil's Won't pop another pill, can't drink sip Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this I seem to these whips, a white Maserati's my birthright car, it, I need another hit At night, where they (?) That's the same Metta World Peace learned to play ball See I'm alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private home College to prison, it, knowledge and wisdom Shout out to mothers of niggas who gangbang Cause he could die any day and you still the thing So that you a queen, surviving anything Escobar begins, so let the semis ring Pimp of the year, I smack your father Not with my hand, but with a black revolver I been in pressed since breast milk cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga