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