[Verse]

Picket fence and the two kids
In a suburbs in a nice home
And the two cars that you might own
That the dream everybody got their eyes own
Nice job and you get a raise
So it's like all you see are the sunny days
But when the weather ain't good and the rain coming
Pack bags for the first class vacay
Out to Bahamas or Aruba
Puerto Rico and Bermuda
We taking cruises or the flights so now it's cabanas and scuba
And restaurants on the beach
Five star dishes we eat
Exotic places we meet, it's like this life is complete

[Hook]

Memoirs of a star
Foreign women and cars
Crystal and caviar
Always seen it from a far
Young rich and in charge
Always raising the bar
That's when they ain't buying it out
A million cash counting it out
The American Dream in Hollywood right on Rodeo Drive
Wall street money every night
Anyone can get it right
Chasing the green and everything that we've seen
For that young and multi-millionaire American Dream

[Verse 2]

Everybody wanna rap now
Everyone wanna be a rap star
With the good kush and the good drink
Oh word said you wanna be that star
At the video shoots
On set with the video vixens
And they look so good and it feel so right
Every night so it turn to addiction
And you see the Bentley, beamur, benz
And it look like the money never ends
Now you up in the club and popping bottles
Last year you were stressed bout getting in
And your friends you brought them all along
People all around, they sing your songs
And all the fame it finally hit
And now you here you're finally on
Yeah
[Hook]

Memoirs of a star
Foreign women and cars
Crystal and caviar
Always seen it from a far
Young rich and in charge
Always raising the bar
That's when they ain't buying it out
A million cash counting it out
The American Dream in Hollywood right on Rodeo Drive
Wall street money every night
Anyone can get it right
Chasing the green and everything that we've seen
For that young and multi-millionaire American Dream

[Verse 3]

I grew up on that north side
Money was on the short side
Kid I used to play ball with on my block
Is sitting court side
He made it in to the NBA
Skipped passed all the MBAs
No bar exams, no extra stay
Not getting A's he's getting paid
Got through school and skipped the tests
Now he making more than the professors
That's why I never be expecting less
I want designer inside my dresser
Came from the same street so we both can make it out
That rookie sound was when I started
But that Kobe I'm making now
And that Jordan and Lebron
Soon as you see the lights are on
And all the shots you saw me taking
Now that's about to put me on
Getting drafted to the league trying to be one of the top picks
And if not I'll make my own team so big and we all gon' profit
Like Jigga did with the Roc
And then he did with the Nets
I learn from past but they don't know what's coming next
I've been inspired by flyer
And all the ball player dreams
From what I've seen
I've been after that American Dream
[Hook]

Memoirs of a star
Foreign women and cars
Crystal and caviar
Always seen it from a far
Young rich and in charge
Always raising the bar
That's when they ain't buying it out
A million cash counting it out
The American Dream in Hollywood right on Rodeo Drive
Wall street money every night
Anyone can get it right
Chasing the green and everything that we've seen
For that young and multi-millionaire American Dream