Qveen Herby — LIVIN THE DREAM

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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 mom’s 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 mom’s 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 mom’s 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