Daydreamin'

Daydreamin of dirt bikes and 4 wheelers

Shoppin sprees at the diamond dealer

Hats and jackets, shirts pants and sneakers

That brand new car smell, we schemin

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 ain't gotta fuckin daydream no mo'

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

Cereal in the white box, powdered milk too

My moms couldn't buy me the shoes I want

We put layaway on shit that only cost a few bucks

In school they had shell-toes, I had Olympians

With the weak-ass velcro, lookin ridiculous

I knew way back then we had to step it up

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

Me and Hav took the train from Manhattan to Coney

Every day and night, just so we can get our songs done

We had guns, weed, and a couple of 40s

If we got lucky on the way, we could juke somethin

We used to watch Video Music Box

And pray maybe one day we could get a shot

Outside, my niggas had all that shit you see on TV

From money that they made off the block

My daydreams is more like nightmares

I vision bulletproof cars, souped up time shares

And friends that'll turn cause it's not they turn

Or how the streets gon' be when they release Ferg

When I get that million bucks, will I remain the same?

Or will I have to get at niggas cause they sayin I changed

Will everybody wanna borrow, be my friend and leech?

Will niggas put me to the test, have me clappin the heat?

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

A far cry from when a dream was all I had

Do I got the right team, or they ridin for cash?

Will they jump in front of me when them cameras flash?

Is hip-hop 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

Invade yo' space when you evade his tax