Tyga — Kings and Queens

[Intro: Tyga] We all dream one day we kings and queens We all dream one day we kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga 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 Five girls in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists Monumental shit is, 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 R8 then I tested Had to make investments, honey colored dressed it I’m blessed-ed, cross-sign baptism, West shit Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong Go against a bull nigga head on I'm too strong, eight arms, ticking to a bomb Army stance, ready for war We used 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 [Chorus: Tyga] We all dream one day we kings and queens We all dream one day we be kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream We all dream one day we kings and queens We all dream one day we be kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, young... [Verse 2: Wale] Uhh, never take this shit to heart, I take indo to chest And now a nigga chasing dreams without losing his breath Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best Though I do this to be heard, I'ma do it to death We ain't cool with all of these niggas, I'm through with all of these niggas You fool with all of these niggas, you lose like all of these (niggas) Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits Anybody riding with young'un 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, nigga And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches Double MG, YMCMB 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 Ralph... [Chorus: Tyga] We all dream one day we kings and queens We all dream one day we be kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream We all dream one day we kings and queens We all dream one day we be kings and queens My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream [Verse 3: Nas] Uhh.. yeah, yeah 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 pussy, I can't, I love this shit I seem to love these whips A white Maserati's my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit At night, where they murdered Herbie Drawz 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 niggas who gang bang 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, nigga