Daydreamin'

Daydreamin' of dirt bikes and four wheelers

Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer

Hats and jackets shirts pants and sneakers

That brand new car smell

We sceamin' daydreamin' of penthouses in L A

The illest yachts the hottest broads they make

Can't wait 'til it's my turn to get dough

So I don't gotta f**kin' day dream no more

Coming up we ain't have much a lot of canned food

Cereal in the white box with powdered milk too

My moms couldn't buy me the shoes I want

We put lay-away on shit that only cost a few bucks

It's cool to have shelto I had the libeaz

With the weak ass Velcro looking ridiculous

I knew way back then we had to step it up

'Cause waiting for the bus in the snow wasn't us

Me and hav' took the train from Manhattan to Conney

Everyday and night just so we can got songs done

We had guns weed and a couple of forties

If we got lucky on the way we could jook someone

We used to watch video music box

And pray maybe one day we could get a shot

Outside my niggaz had all that shit you see on T V

From money that they made off the block

Daydreamin' of dirt bikes and four wheelers

Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer

Hats and jackets shirts pants and sneakers

That brand new car smell

We sceamin' daydreamin' of penthouses in L A

The illest yachts the hottest broads they make

Can't wait 'til it's my turn to get dough

So I don't gotta f**kin' day dream no more

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

When I get that million bucks will I remain the same

Or will I have to get at niggaz

'Cause they sayin' I changed

Will everybody wanna ball be my friend and leech

When niggaz put me to the test

Have me clapping the heat

I used to think bein' rich ain't all that bad

A far cry from what a dream was all I had

Do I got the right team or they riding for cash

Would they jump in front of me when them cameras flash

Is the 'pop police gon' be up my ass

Can't leave the heat under the seat

Gotta find a better stash

Gotta collect receipts 'cause that bitch uncle Sam

Invades your space when you evade his tax

Daydreamin' of dirt bikes and four wheelers

Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer

Hats and jackets shirts pants and sneakers

That brand new car smell

We sceamin' daydreamin' of penthouses in L A

The illest yachts the hottest broads they make

Can't wait 'til it's my turn to get dough

So I don't gotta f**kin' day dream no more