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