Bonnie and Clyde Lyrics

"In a world full of doubters, we chose to believe

In a game built for one, we became a team

They called us dreamers, but dreams don't pay the bills

So we became builders—of love, of legacies, of empires"

She don't see my grind as a threat to her throne

She calls it our fuel, for a fire we've grown

When the nights stretch long, and the pressure's real

She's the calm in my storm, the strength that I feel

We're building the goals, while I'm stacking the cash

Two hearts, one vision, we're moving too fast

Ain't asking for roses, she's planting the seeds

Said "King, we're a team, and your grind's what we need"

Ain't asking for less, she's asking for more

Said "Build us a castle; I'll guard every door"

She keeps me grounded, when my ego gets loud

Says, "King, stay humble; we're winning this crowd"

She wants to hold hands, but she's chasing those bands

Counting racks while she's crafting her plans

Together we rise; no one else understands

She's my queen and the reason behind these plans

She's more than a partner; she's part of the grind

The scriptwriter shaping the dreams in our minds

The first to believe, when the doubt starts to creep

The voice in my head, when I'm losing my sleep

When I win, she's the first to toast to the skies

And when I fall, she's the first to help me rise

The spotlight in my life—that's where she stands

Said, "Let's build the dreams, not castles in sand"

This ain't just love; it's a bond forged in flames

We're breaking the rules, rewriting the game

Through the highs and the lows, she's never off track

My muse and my anchor—she's got my back

While they chase distractions, we're chasing the stars

She's the light to my hustle, the moon in the dark

She keeps me in check, when my ego gets loud

Says, "King, stay humble; we're above the crowd"

She wants to hold hands, but she's chasing those bands

Counting racks while she's crafting her plans

Together we rise; no one else understands

She's my queen and the reason behind these plans

So here's to the nights, where the stakes felt too high

And here's to the woman, who kept me aiming at the sky

We're not just building castles; we're building empires

With love as the mortar, and grind as the fire