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