[Hook 1: Sean McGee]
Tryna figure out my dreams
Cuz I don't really feel like dreaming anymore
Tryna figure out my dreams
Cuz I don't really feel like dreaming anymore
I can't even lie I want the diamonds and gold
Diamonds and gold, x16
[Verse 1:Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, stories of a Prima donna
But when your broke that dream is common
Where I'm from we don't see designer,
Where I'm from we just see dishonor
Where I'm from I don't see my momma
That b**h left me like Halley's Comet
Can't look in my daddy's face
The street's came in and took his place
Sometimes I don't wanna wake up
Can't see past my b**hes make-up
I heard that boy done sold his soul
For the price of them diamonds and gold
[Hook 2: Sean McGee]
[Verse 2:Machine Gun Kelly]
It's hard to dream when you ain't sleepin right
My f**in nostrils look like poltergeists
I miss going to rock at open mic's hoping that I got noticed by labels and blow up over night
Never happened but pa**ion led me like Holy Christ
Good intentions just Breaking Bad like I'm Walter White,
I owe my life to my own advice
"follow your muthaf**in dreams until those visions come to life"
Till those diamonds glisten in the light,
Remember they wouldn't listen to us right?
But I never had to sell my soul
To earn my right to these diamonds and gold
[Hook 3: Sean McGee]