[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]