Livin The Dream

Letra de Livin The Dream

ÁlbumEP 3
Año2018
GéneroPop
Duración3:17
Idioma originalInglés
Vistas382
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Woke up with views of the city Top of the hill shit is crazy Thinkin' 'bout hard times have made me And, somehow, I became the boss I pick up my check and go I got a roof to roll I swipe my Black Card at the Balenciaga Store I don't make dinner anymore That's what the chef here for I didn't always have it, but I still kinda miss Just rollin' in our mouse car knowin' we were rock stars Didn't have the cash for gas, we had to hit the Coinstar Makin' big plans, ten bucks in my hand And workin' through the weekend When we were broke as hell, when we were singin' on the street It was the best of times, McDonald's, booze and weed We built it all ourselves, cheap smoke and strong caffeine It felt like bullshit then, but we were livin' the dream Learned how to steer this Mercedes Workin' all those hours at the valet (at the valet) Never let prosperity change me (neva' change me) I worked like I could lose it all (like I could lose it all) I pick up my check and go I got a roof to roll I swipe my Black Card at the Balenciaga Store I don't make dinner anymore That's what the chief here for I didn't always have it, but I still kinda miss Just rollin' in our mouse car knowin' we were rock stars Didn't have the cash for gas, we had to hit the Coinstar Makin' big plans, ten bucks in my hand And workin' through the weekend (workin', workin' through the weekend) When we (yeah) were broke as hell, when we were singin' on the street (yeah) It was the best of times, McDonald's, booze and weed (yeah) We built it all ourselves, cheap smoke and strong caffeine It felt like bullshit then, but we were livin' the dream Rollin' in our mouse car knowin' we were rock stars Didn't have the cash for gas, we had to hit the Coinstar Makin' big plans, ten bucks in my hand And workin' through the weekend (workin' through the weekend) When we were broke as hell, when we were singin' on the street It was the best of times, McDonald's, booze and weed We built it all ourselves, cheap smoke and strong caffeine It felt like bullshit then, but we were livin' the dream