Fantasy Lyrics

I'm living my fantasy

Shit ain't real like I'm fast asleep, yeah

Cause I've been managing

Don't cross the line of insanity

Had to look at my vanity

Spread my wings like parakeet

And sing things like canaries

Repeat my words like parrots please

Enough with the birds, I'm fly as I am

I don't need a dumb bitch saying, Wudd, step it up

The truth is I'm miles and miles above you

And shine in the dark like Vega and Crux

Stuck, get up if they talking down to you

Something's wrong if no haters round, too true

That's why you never gotta sweat it like a cool room

Be trying to make us all look stupid, call it fool proof

I'm bullet proof, guns

Won't do nothing to me, bro

Look at you, ha

I'm diving real deep, tell me when to come up

She showed me her buoys, I swam and I touched

The boobies came later, was juicing her up like a fucking tomato just spewing her guts

It happened on her dinner table, she played wit my Play-Doh and shortly after I woke up

Like man, what a night

Been writing these jams all night

This shit really open me up

I keep my door shut tight, you can't open it dog

Gotta brine those vibes you've been hoping to top

And let em soak overnight like a sponge in the water

Terra cotta soldier, I'm an unknown product

Calling me a poser cause I gots no Prada

You the fucking chauffeur, way you drive me bonkers

No haunter

But these ghosts got me purple

Running round me in a circle

Slow like turtles, can't beat em, they lurking

Like the phantom in the curtains

Youngin at D.E.S., thought it was bullshit

Now I'm a big boy outcast and they know him

And they below him

Chosen, yeah

Trippie, I'm the goat in

Action, lights, camera, get the pro lens

Shooting wit a Kodak

Chilling in the open

Like I'm Gary Woodland, yeah

Dodge all the scary hoodlums, yeah

Hate me, you really shouldn't, yeah

Pussy keep asking why, Rexx, the proof is in the pudding, yeah

I've been jooging and jooging

They looking, not cooking

I'm putting the stove on, they losing they footing

But I get right, right

It's big time, time

Big time, yeah

I do it live

Like news at 5

And this a new clip

Coming in real aggressive

Don't wanna test me

Know that I win all my bets g, yeah

Why you keep looking my way, yeah

Mind your business, have a nice day, yeah

Said where ya been like my collaboration with the bro N Game, yeah, yeah

Get the fuck out my face, yeah

I'm not gonna change my ways, no

She gave me her bra

Said what's that for, you sure got a lot

Said, TMI, gotta back off

Asked who am I, I'm a young boss

Told all my friends, got the plug, hoss

Fucking with a real boss

Love gone, but I won't mention that shit, yeah, yeah

And I won't mention that bitch

No, fuck her, I'm done with that shit

Yeah

I'm done with the bad shit

Know hoe that I got some talent, yeah

Word, you a has-been, yeah

Word, no talent

That's what I mean, when I'm talking to you I really know

She always on my line

Told that bitch don't hit my phone