Kings & Queens
Nas Lyrics


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We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we kings and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don’t sit with denim
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists
Monumental shit is, statues like Egyptians
God cover my soul, need it, can’t let it go
I know you get lonely when I ain’t home, on the road
I know I ain’t perfect, I’m out here working for the throne
I would take you along, but then that college loan you’ll owe
Young girls in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Saying they all different, but I don’t show them no effort
Underestimated that, then I tested
Had to make investments, honey colored dressed it
I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism West shit
Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong
Go against a bull nigga head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
Army stance, ready for war
We used a Andy Warhol to paint the decor
Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get bored
They say my music knocks, so I hope it open every door

We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we be kings and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we be kings and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Never take this shit to heart, I take endo to chest
And now a nigga chasing dreams without losing his breath
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do this to be heard, I’ma do it to death
We in cool with all of these niggas
I’m through with all of these niggas
You fool with all of these niggas
You lose like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits
Anybody riding with youngin' will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them lyrics
Finna be king, but I’m way too proud to offer as (minion?)
I just offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions
I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches
Double M-G, Y-M-C-M, B ‘cause we run this you dig?
We all kings, give anything to my soft queens
I’m lost without them, when they around I am Charles Sheen

We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we be kings and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

We all dream one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we be kings and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

You’re in the presence of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest ‘cause I come from where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and slip out the Devil’s grip
Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip
Tryna slow down with this pussy, I can’t, I love this shit
I seem to love these whips a white
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, where they murdered (?)
That’s the same block Metta World Peace learned to play ball
See I’m born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private home
College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
Shout out to baby mothers of niggas who gang bang
‘Cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
So that make you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring
Pimp of the year, I could smack your father
Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver




I been in pressed silk since breast milk
Mets cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga

Overall Meaning

In “Kings and Queens,” Nas, Wale, and Tyga convey the universal aspiration for success and wealth. The lyrics portrayed in the song are celebratory, as the artists boast about their lavish lifestyles while additionally touching on the hardships and struggles that come with living in the ghetto. Through the lyrics, they paint a picture of their experiences, which involve chandeliers, marble floors, gold cars, and girls who can cook like chemists. They emphasize their appreciation for their friends who have made it, and how they as a group share these exciting moments.


Nas dominates the verses with his insanely smooth flow, delivering bars that carry deeper meanings than just humble brags. He expresses how there are times he feels alone on the road, and despite making mistakes, his hard work will help him ascend to the throne. He also goes further by acknowledging that he has to deal with the negative opinions of those who have given up on accomplishing big things in life. Wale picks up the chorus with Tyga, identifying that everybody dreams of grandeur and that one day the table will turn, and they will be living the luxurious lifestyle they hope for.


Overall, the track’s message revolves around dreaming big and working hard to turn those dreams into reality. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the artists' strong will and determination, and how they won’t be brought down by naysayers, as they journey through life concocting creative ways to earn a good life.


Line by Line Meaning

We all dream one day we kings and queens
Everyone dreams of being royalty


My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
A friend has achieved success and they are enjoying their lives


Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don’t sit with denim
The singer lives a luxurious lifestyle, with extravagant furnishings


My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
The artist's possessions are ostentatious, with marble floors and gold cars


5 girls in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists
Several women are cooking something complicated, akin to a scientific experiment


Monumental shit is, statues like Egyptians
The singer has enormous assets, akin to Egyptian monuments


God cover my soul, need it, can’t let it go
The singer asks God to protect their soul


I know you get lonely when I ain’t home, on the road
The artist acknowledges that absence can be hard on loved ones while traveling


I know I ain’t perfect, I’m out here working for the throne
The artist isn't flawless, but they strive for the best they can attain


I would take you along, but then that college loan you’ll owe
The artist wants to do something that involves education, but is deterred by the cost of college debts


Young girls in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Women try to flatter the singer with inexpensive outfits


Saying they all different, but I don’t show them no effort
Despite their claims to the contrary, the artist does not give these women any attention


Underestimated that, then I tested
The singer underestimated something or someone at first, but eventually tested it out


Had to make investments, honey colored dressed it
The singer had to make financial investments to improve their situation


I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism West shit
The singer is grateful for their life and makes a reference to California culture


Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong
The artist disagrees with people who have opposing viewpoints


Go against a bull nigga head-on
Challenging the artist directly would be a mistake


I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
The singer is strong and capable, like an octopus's eight arms that can attach to a bomb


Army stance, ready for war
The singer is prepared for conflict, and takes a militant stance


We used a Andy Warhol to paint the decor
The artist used an Andy Warhol piece to decorate a space


Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get bored
The artist admits fault, but suggests that their misbehavior stems from boredom


They say my music knocks, so I hope it open every door
The artist hopes that their music career will provide them with opportunities


Never take this shit to heart, I take endo to chest
The singer doesn't get too emotionally invested, and instead smokes marijuana


And now a nigga chasing dreams without losing his breath
The artist pursues their dreams without becoming too winded


Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
The singer is overlooked, but they have the most determination


Though I do this to be heard, I’ma do it to death
The singer is motivated to succeed as a musician, and will continue to pursue it until the end


We in cool with all of these niggas
The singer is on good terms with everyone


I’m through with all of these niggas
The artist is done dealing with certain people


You fool with all of these niggas
Dealing with certain people could be a foolish choice


You lose like all of these (niggas)
These people are destined to fail


Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits
People who wear seersucker suits may look trustworthy, but they are actually dishonest


Anybody riding with youngin' will probably recoup
Those who support the artist will likely benefit


Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them lyrics
The artist attributes their talent to divine inspiration and influential figures


Finna be king, but I’m way too proud to offer as (minion?)
The artist has a sense of pride and will not degrade themselves to inferior positions


I just offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
The singer provides themselves with something powerful, like a guillotine to a car


And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions
The artist doesn't care about what other people think of them


I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches
The singer is an alpha in his own circle, who values romantic relationships over casual sexual encounters


Double M-G, Y-M-C-M, B ‘cause we run this you dig?
The singer references important music groups


We all kings, give anything to my soft queens
Everyone is deserving of respect and kindness, especially in regards to women


I’m lost without them, when they around I am Charles Sheen
The artist feels off-kilter without the women in his life, but normal with them


You’re in the presence of a majestic, esoteric
The artist exudes mystery and grandeur


Message from the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected
The singer is highly regarded despite his origins


I can say ghettoest ‘cause I come from where metal spit
The singer is allowed to speak in a certain way because of their background


Praying to God I can slide and slip out the Devil’s grip
The artist wants God to protect them from the Devil


Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip
The artist is trying to break bad habits


Tryna slow down with this pussy, I can’t, I love this shit
The artist admits to struggling with sexual desire


See I’m born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private home
The singer will always be an individual, whether in public or private life


College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
The artist has gained life experience by going from college to prison


Shout out to baby mothers of niggas who gang bang
The singer acknowledges mothers of gang members


‘Cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
The mother's children are at risk, but she remains unchanged


So that make you a queen, surviving anything
The mother's strength makes her a queen, capable of surviving anything


Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring
The artist is ready for a season of action or confrontation


Pimp of the year, I could smack your father
The artist mocks the idea of being 'pimp of the year', and threatens physical violence


Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver
The singer is prepared to use a gun to carry out this threat


I been in pressed silk since breast milk
The singer has been stylish since a young age


Mets cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga
The artist wears a Mets hat, signifying his regal status




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: OLUBOWALE AKINTEMEHIN, NASIR JONES, JEREMY MCARTHUR, MICHAEL STEVENSON

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@bullfinals1

"You're in the presence of a majestic esoteric message from the most ghetooest king world wide respected" Nas is the best

@Izzy0694

"you're in the presence, of a majestic, esoteric" nas vocabulary and rhyme schemes are second to none.

@theofficialjkingmusic5277

his best album, honestly.

@thecontroversy7914

+theofficialjkingmusic hell yeah

@MaxEgoThePrince

Without a doubt

@ayoo3775

Its 2020 you still right

@charlesbradley7638

Facts

@Vintagefeen

Still right

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@eddielazki8132

Hands down, Nas owns this song

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Facts! Miss that Nas

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