Hit-Boy, Audio Push, K. Roosevelt, Robin Thicke - All I've Ever Dreamed Of lyrics

Oh, it’s all I ever dreamed of
It’s all I ever dreamed
Oh, it’s all I ever dreamed of
It’s all I ever dreamed

I was over played like Mike Jackson hit's
I swear them Growing Pains was Alan Thicke
Now we’re crying less and we’re smiling
High off life and we wilding
I just pray that I don’t
OD before the league, len Bias
Sending thank you's to my old teachers
Who told me I was dreaming
Cause now I’m in the
Aston Martin Luther King, speeding
And the bad bitch, my cargo
I’m so fueled, that’s our code
By the niggas who trying to stop Argo
Now we’re American Idols like a FOX show
I remember waiting all in line, in line
Now the legends ask me can I make time
Make time
So you should look up, be proud of this nigga
Pop your face, just smile for a nigga
For the people that used to front
Middle fingers up, fuck you very much

Oh, it’s all I ever dreamed of
It’s all I ever dreamed
Oh, it’s all I ever dreamed of
It’s all I ever dreamed
It’s all I ever, all I ever dreamed
All I ever, all I ever dreamed
All I ever, all I ever dreamed
All I ever, it’s all I ever dreamed

I remember having a dream with
The world in my palm
Now I just copped a new crib
Gave the keys to my mom
Since I signed with John Janick, yeah
I think I’m Lebron think I’m Bin Laden
That mean I think I’m the bomb
'We'd never make it here'
That’s what they told us
Now we’re burning cause we earn it, so what?
Club full of white girls with no butt
They wanna smoke, I told her "Marilyn Monroe
Roll up"
For a nigga who ain’t never had nothing
Who came up from the bottom and
Made it to the top to a nigga getting ends
No rims on a Benz, rich nigga could you stop?
Now we getting cake, Anna Mae
We getting cake, Anna Mae
Them cold nights we used to pray
Now it’s cold ice, open up the Ace

I heard a gang of niggas got fired
Wayne about to retire
And on everybody’s top five
Oktane getting higher
I do it one time for my haters
And ya'll know who you are
These niggas hating my guts
Cause, I got mine customized in my car
Let’s go now Hit-Boy said it best
"We're just all young and excited"
With the cripple women you would kill
For just dying to be invited
Then they want us, we don’t need them
You never did this, don’t believe them
Put your cellphone on that table
And keep your hands where I can see them
Girl they lying if they say this party
Ain’t everything that it seems
Making music that we love
Laying on top of the girl of your dreams
I just hit her door, I knock-knock
Make her hit the floor, then stop, drop
Now your favorite model, I got screaming

We get it, get it, get it, get it, my nigga
Cause we live it, live it, live it, live it
Live it
We’re gonna get it, get it, get it, get it
My nigga
Cause we live it, live it, live it, live it
Live it it’s all I ever, all I ever dreamed
All I ever, all I ever dreamed
All I ever, all I ever dreamed
All I ever, all I ever dreamed