Diamond Dreams - Castro

We own these streets, like we’re royalty

With empty pockets and worn out jeans

Living our lives like we’re kings and queens

We’re running wild on these diamond dreams

I’ve got a fast car, but most days it don’t start

But that paint shines just like new

And I’ve got dumb friends

Man, I love them

Cause there ain’t a thing for me they wouldn’t do

We always talk about how we’ll get out

But really we’re happy just hanging around

We own these streets, like we’re royalty

With empty pockets and worn out jeans

Living our lives like we’re kings and queens

We’re running wild on these diamond dreams

Oh oh oh oh oh

We’re running wild on this diamond dreams

We’ve got a mansion, it’s made of apartments

And you can find me in 23a

Climb to the rooftop, forget what we don’t got

We wouldn’t have it any other way

We own these streets, like we’re royalty

With empty pockets and worn out jeans

Living our lives like we’re kings and queens

We’re running wild on these diamond dreams

Oh oh oh oh oh

We’re running wild on this diamond dreams

We always talk about how we’ll get out

But really we’re happy just hanging around

Money can buy you a kingdom of things

But you can’t put a price tag on these diamond dreams…

We own these streets like we’re royalty

With empty pockets and worn out jeans

Living our lives like we’re kings and queens

We’re running wild on these diamond dreams

We own these streets like we’re royalty

With empty pockets and worn out jeans

Living our lives like we’re kings and queens

We’re running wild on this diamond dreams

Oh oh oh oh oh

We’re running wild on these diamond dreams

We’re running wild on these diamond dreams

We’re running wild on these diamond dreams