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