Tonalità: E major
Verse 1
C
Daydreamin' of dirt bikes
and four wheelers
Bb
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer
C
Hats and jackets, shirts,
pants and sneakers
Verse 2
That brand new car smell
Db
C
We sceamin',
daydreamin' of penthouses in L.A.
The illest yachts,
Gm
the hottest broads they make
Cm
C
Can't wait 'til it's my
Gm
C
turn to get dough
Fm
So I don't gotta fuckin'
C
Fm
day dream no more
Verse 3
C
Coming up we ain't have much,
a lot of canned food
Gm
C
Cereal in the white box
Bb
with powdered milk too
C
My moms couldn't buy me
the shoes I want
We put lay- away on shit
that only cost a few bucks
Verse 4
C
Fm
It's cool to have shelto, I had
Eb
the libeaz
Fm
With the weak ass Vel
C
Gm
cro, looking ridiculous
Cm
Fm
I knew way back then we had
C
to step it up
Fm
'Cause waiting for the bus
C
in the snow wasn't us
Verse 5
C
Me and hav' took the train from Man
Fm
Ab
hattan to Conney
C
Everyday and night just so we
Bb
can got songs done
C
Ab
Fm
We had guns, weed and a couple of forties
C
If we got lucky on the way,
Bb
we could jook someone
Verse 6
Cm
C
Eb
We used to watch video music box
F
Bb
An d pray maybe one day
Fm
Gm
we could get a shot
Cm
C
Outside, my niggaz had all that shit
Fm
you see on T.V.
F
Bb
From money that they made off the block
Verse 7
C
Daydreamin' of dirt bikes
Fm
and four wheelers
C
Bb
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer
C
Hats and jackets, shirts,
pants and sneakers
Gm
That brand new car smell
Verse 8
daydreamin' of penthouses in L.A.
The illest yachts,
Gm
the hottest broads they make
C
Can't wait 'til it's my
turn to get dough
Fm
So I don't gotta fuckin'
C
day dream no more
Verse 9
Db
C
My day dreams is more like nightmares
A vigil, bullet proof cars,
supped up time shares
My friends did a turn 'cause
it's not they turn
Or how the streets gonna be
when they release fur
Verse 10
C
When I get that million bucks
Cm
C
will I remain the same?
Eb
Fm
Or will I have to get at niggaz 'cause
Bb
they sayin' I changed?
Fm
Gm
Cm
Will everybody wanna ball,
C
be my friend and leech?
Cm
Fm
When niggaz put me to the test,
have me clapping the heat
Verse 11
Cm
I used to think bein' rich, ain't all that bad
C
A far cry from what a dream was all I had
Do I got the right team
or they riding for cash
Fm
Would they jump in front of me
C
when them cameras flash
Fm
Is the 'pop po
Verse 12
C
lice,
gon' be up my ass
Can't leave the heat under the seat,
Gm
gotta find a better stash
Cm
Gotta collect re ceipts 'cause
C
that bitch uncle Sam
Fm
Invades your space when
C
you evade his tax
Fm
Daydreamin'
Verse 13
C
Fm
of dirt bikes
and four wheelers
C
Fm
Bb
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer
C
Hats and jackets, shirts,
pants and sneakers
Gm
That brand new car smell
Verse 14
Fm
daydreamin' of penthouses in L.A.
C
The illest yachts,
Fm
Gm
the hottest broads they make
Cm
C
Can't wait 'til it's my
Gm
C
turn to get dough
Fm
C
So I don't gotta fuckin' day dream no more
Outro 1
Cm
Fm
C
Bb
C
Fm
C
Fm
C
Fm
C
Gm
Cm
C
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