歌手:Mobb Deep
专辑:《Blood Money》

Daydreamin' of dirt bikes and four wheelers
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer
Hats and jackets s*irts 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 ******' 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 s*it 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 **** 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 ****** had all that s*it 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 s*irts 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 ******' day dream no more
My day dreams is more like nigh**ares
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 ******
'Cause they sayin' I changed
Will everybody wanna ball be my friend and leech
When ****** 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 ***** 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 s*irts 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 ******' day dream no more