[Verse 1: Kings Dead]
I know I'll never bow down to the money or the fame
I just paint the real picture, put my life in a frame
Ain't seeing no diplomas on this side
Couple young kings in my city don't change
I gotta hand it to the haters, had a good thing going
In my ear talking all that bull
Write a book about proving all the critics you the one
My face on the cover like; I don't know you
All the way from somewhere in the sky
Where ambition is alive like me, (yeah)
All the way from suicide city
Where the kids with a dream run free
All the way from the backdoor
Never see the front, we don't need I.D
Everyday is hallelujah, tryna' save the place when I R.I.P

[Bridge: Kings Dead]
I was young and I was stupid
Yeah you know just how that goes
All the bumps along the way just make you stronger down the road
We grew up in Massachusetts
Had a hustle on the low
All these kids that went to Harvard actin' stupid at the show

[Verse 2: Alex Wiley]
Oh, we had to dine
The [?] better be fine
And now they all around
And dispense and you finna' be down
But, I ain't own that
Taking your bitch, ain't no giving those back
N***as talk shit, but they ain't living those rats
Then a n***a made a fence and I ain't giving no slack
Hold up and slate it
You must be crazy
We laughed so damn hard, when you said "save me"
Chasing comets, I'm racing drama
N***a that shit don't phase me
What have you done for me lately

[Outro]
I skipped my last class
Took some cash and bought a ticket
Left a note for you to read
I hope you read it and weep
I'm chasing dreams ma, I'm chasing dreams everyday
I'm chasing dreams ma, I'm chasing dreams everyday