[Intro]
We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we kings and queens

My ^!$$% made it, we just young, living the dream
My ^!$$% made it, we just young, living the dream


[Verse 1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with denim
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

5 girls in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists
Monumental (?), statues like Egyptians
God cover my soul, need it, can't let it go

I know you get lonely when I ain't home, on the road
I know I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the throne
I would take you along, but then that college loan you'll owe

Young girls in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Saying they all different, but I don't show them no effort
Underestimated that (?), then I tested

Had to make investments, honey colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism West %#@!
%#@! on anybody with an opinion, you dead wrong

Go against a bull ^!$$% head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
Army stance, ready for war

We use a Andy Warhol to paint the decor
Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get bored
They say my music knocks, so I hope it open every door


[Hook: Tyga x2]
We all dream one day we kings and queens

We all dream one day we be kings and queens
My ^!$$% made it, we just young, living the dream
My ^!$$% made it, we just young, living the dream


[Verse 2: Wale]
Never take this %#@! to heart, I take indo to chest

And now a ^!$$% chasing dreams without losing his breath
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to death

We in cool with all of these ^!$$%s
I'm through with all of these ^!$$%s
You fool with all of these ^!$$%s

You lose like all of these (^!$$%s)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits
Anybody riding with young'in will probably recoup

Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them lyrics
Finna be king, but I'm way too proud to offer as (minion?)
I just offer a guillotine to my vehicle, ^!$$%

And don't (?) %#@! to these people's opinions
I'm a king to these ^!$$%s, love a queen, f-ck the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run this you dig?

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens
I'm lost without them, when they around I am Charles Sheen


[Hook x2]
We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we be kings and queens

My ^!$$% made it, we just young, living the dream
My ^!$$% made it, we just young, living the dream


[Verse 3: Nas]
You're in the presence of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected

I can say ghettoest cause I come from where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and slip out the Devil's grip
Won't pop another pill, can't drink another sip

Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this %#@!
I seem to love these whips, a white
Maserati's my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit

At night, where they murdered (?)
That's the same block Metta World Peace learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private home

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
Shout out to baby mothers of ^!$$%s who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

So that make you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring
Pimp of the year, I could smack your father
Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver
I been in pressed silk since breast milk

Mets cap on tilt, we some kings, ^!$$%