Daydream

[Verse 1: Rocky Rivera] Uh, seems like yesterday we were both chasing a ice cream truck I was so in a rush to grow up Dancing in my momma's pumps, singing the Janet Jackson songs With my imaginary fans in the front So what if they was a couple of teddy bears and my mic was a brush Yo I'm still the same girl that was riding the bus Rapping along to the song straight verse to the hook There’s only one Lauryn Hill in my book, and I respect that Every time I fell in love we had a setback First time I hit the stage I never went back I was that little girl in the cypher Wishes I can rhyme with them, knowing I'm a better writer but Imma, let them lyrically compare their dick size And by the way that they rap, it was like this size So I made my own cypher over here Like I don't give a fuck with these boys over here So I never had to fuck with these boys over here They love my style love to whisper in my ear But I'm gone like the wind cause I got a career Im married to the hustle yo, fuck what you hear [Hook: Rocky Rivera] And I daydream about it, like I wish this world were mine So I say it in the rhyme, I say it in the rhyme, and I Love it too much just to ever stop Cause what I'm talking bout yall is hip-hop [Verse 2: Nitty Scott, MC] Uh huh, yeah Hey hi, how you doing I took the time to write this letter to you and I just hope you can appreciate my honesty Cause honestly, I constantly just want you to acknowledge me I was, blowing bubbles in the sandbox That's when I fell in love with your jam box Sometimes I would repeat the things you said in the house Then my mom's is rubbing soap in my mouth But anyways, the punishment just wasn’t enough I would blush, cause see I had the ultimate crush And without you ever knowing who I are I quietly admired from afar Like how I know you got a thing for DJ's Tape decks and pressing that replay You prefer talks on the beat, over walks on the beach Feat be, buoying up concrete streets But then it hurt when they discovered your worth The rings and the bling and the things you could birth It always seem to me they slutted you out,uh Hit you like a cigarette and butted you out You weren't mine so I said it in the rhyme I’ve been hear loving you this whole time Baby I'm Patiently waiting in my city For you to write back, sincerely love Nitty [Hook] [Verse 3: Rocky Rivera] I use to love him, when I heard him on the speakers Or underneath the bleachers when I hid em from my teachers He was the only real thing I ever knew But he, wanted fame so he played me like a fool I cried like any other woman would do Brushed myself off ye fuck you too I got dreams I can do much better than you What kind of chick would let that bullshit slip I rather, do my thing like a journalist do Momma was a rolling stone till I moved the fuck home And I, had to watch you from a distance You wanted me back and I admire your persistence Still wishing, we could of been the best you and me But your insecurity made you suffer musically In order to grow, I had to go But I will always have your back, and I'm hear to let you know [Hook]