Triple Beam Dreams chords and lyrics - RICK ROSS

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[Verse 1]
[Em]
Its time to [F#m]take it to the other [G]side
The side you gotta [B]watch a&e cable
television for homie
[C#]But we live [D]this shit

[Verse 2]
[Em]I'm not a star
But thats a lie
I've seen a [F#sus4]man raise his hand[G]
on the stand he testify
Spoke [B]on a homocide
Amongst other [C#]things
[D]Even shared my triple beam dreams

[Verse 3]
[Nas] [Em]A pro
ject minded individual
criminal tactics
[F#m]Us blacks kids born with birth de[G]fects,
we hyper[Bm]active
Mentally sex- [B]crazed
dysfunctional they describe us
[C#]They liars, the [C#m]en d of the day,
[D]we fucking survivors
[Em]I remember watching
scarface the first time
[F#m]Look at that big house, that
[G]porsche paid for by crime
[B]How could i sell this poison to
peoples in my mind
They dumb to destroy [D]them
selves is how i rationalise
In [Em]a bastardised nation,
magnum 4.5 carrying
[F#m]Where i'm from, aint far from washington
[G]heights the cop [B]aryan
A rookie boy the cookie
didn't make no profit
[C#]A stranger to th[D]e block i damn near had
to make them cop [Em]it
It only took a fiend to taste it once
to say it's garbage
[F#m]I brought it back to pop[G]py,
aint tryna take no losses
He fo[Bm]cuses on my [B]emotionless
young dealer face then pauses
[D]He gives me powder he has faith
[Em]in nases
Ambition's to distribute coke
Had additions to [F#m]gold chains,
mercedes benz [G]hopes
But i'm again broke
[B]This shit aint cut for me,
other dealers they up their orders
Barely [D]at 62's they already
up they quotas
[Em]They out there everyday,
some true hustlas for [F#m]ya
I'm at it halfway,
[G]none of my customers are loy[Bm]al
Picturin' [B]piping out the seats
of a pathfinder
Powerful [D]pursuit for pussy cash,
the flash dia[Em]monds
My junior high school class,
wish i stayed [F#m]there
Illeg[G]al entreprenuer i got my grades there
[B]Blaming society,
man it wasn't made fair
[F#m]I would be ivy league
[D]if america played [Em]fair
Poor excuse and so i was
[F#m]Throwin' rocks at the[G] pen
just for [Bm]the love
[B]Evil the secret life of g's
You [Bm]see ing my blurry,
triple [D]beam dreams

[Verse 4]
[Em][Rick ross - chorus]
Pocketful [E]of money,
parking lot full of them haters
[F#m]Triple beam [G]dreamin',

[Verse 5]
crib with 2 elevators
[Bm]20 flat scre[B]ens they got
cameras every angle
[C#]Dope been [C#m]coming so you
[D]know the income major
[Em]Rule number 1 i can't do business
with a stranger
[F#m]Contract [G]killers coming
when i feel in danger
[B]Early nineties reminscing when
i had a pager
[C#]Triple beam [C#m]dreams now [D]pat
riley my neighbour

[Verse 6]
[Rick ross [Em]- verse 2]
Fuck boy talking outta [E]turn nigga
[F#m]In a court room sprayi[G]ng
like a germ nigga
[B]25 on a line,
them niggas dropping dimes
Cooper[D]ation got them red
necks dropping time
[Em]Khaki suits and them nigga[E]s
got to [Em]acting cute
[F#m]We was al[G]l cool stacking
them acura coupes
[B]More accurately we acted
as if jackin' was cool
Snatching nig[D]gas out they shoes
then wear their jackets to [Em]school
Fuck [E]boy you caught up in my dream
[F#m]Countin' cream on the
[G]cover of a magazine
[B]I'm the source,
got the plug with the uncut
[C#]Jay- z blue magi[D]c nigga, what! what!
[Em]Brand new s class with
a meal tick[F#m]et
Nigga [G]cocaine white as tommy
[B]hilfiger
Ralph lauren blue label as i'm gettin' high
[C#]Triple beam [D]dreamin' as
[Em]the cream multiplys
Fuck boy talking outta turn nigga
[D]'Fore you sel[Bm]l dope there's
[G]shit you gotta learn [Bm]nigga
[B]Home invasions,
[Bm]duck[D]tape
Fornicating, counting money
with a fuck face
[Em]Fucking bitches that be giving
up your whereabout[F#m]s
Slow [G]leaks, gotta air 'em out
[Bm]Kill [B]'em all, rolls royce ghost nigga ball
[C#]Phantom drop[D] head shit,
i had to get 'em all
[Em]Niggas hate but they know they
never get involved
Food on my [F#m]plate, fuck [G]'em all like a
[Bm]Triple beam [B]dreams,
the ghetto's my reality
I'm from [F#m]where ya hustle
[D]determines ya salary
[Em]6 figure family member,
nigga forget about [F#m]it
Low income housing,
[G]nigga try to get up out it
[B]I got a plan nigga just believe in me
[Bm]Triple beam dreaming
with this [D]thing me

[Verse 7]
[Em][Rickross - chorus]
Pocketful [E]of money,
parking [Em]lot full of them haters
Triple beam dreamin',
crib with 2 elevators
[Bm]20 flat scre[B]ens they got
cameras every angle
Dope been [F#m]coming so you
[D]know the income major
[Em]Rule number 1: i can't
do business with a [E]stranger
[Em]Contract killers coming
when i feel [G]in danger
[B]Early nineties reminscing when
i had a pager
Triple beam [D]dreams now pat riley

[Outro 1]
my neighbour
[D][Em][D][Em]
[G][Bm]
[Em][D]