Fantasies
I think this world
Ain't meant for me
I'd rather stay in my fantasy
This life's too short for apologies
I'll break my chains
I'll spread my wings
I know the worst
I've yet to see
A caged bird these words
Will set you free
I pray the lord
My soul to keep
But I'm stuck inside
Of my fantasies
I feel it coming in the nights and the morning
Cut the lights, I'll be back in a moment
Get me right, Imma show you how we zoning
Cups of patron so we never feel alone
Yeah
I hope you right
Because this weed I've been rolling
A different type
Of that gas, got me soaring
When the only thing I feared
Was some boredom
Mixed with the feelings of
Regret and distortion
Oh my, oh you look so good
Chop it up take you back to my hood
And these the nights I'm forgetting
From fucking with the paper
Never could afford the message
I'm counting every second
That I'm thinking about the weapon
What's the question? Got me pressing
Thinking you ain't got the answer so
Fuck it
If that's the way that it is
Imma do it how I do it
Even though It's fucked up
Acting stupid, Imma prove it
I think this world
Ain't meant for me
I'd rather stay in my fantasy
This life's too short for apologies
I'll break my chains
I'll spread my wings
I know the worst
I've yet to see
A caged bird these words
Will set you free
I pray the lord
My soul to keep
But I'm stuck inside
Of my fantasies
(Can't tell me nothing bout it)
(Can't tell me nothing bout it)
(Can't tell me nothing bout it)
(You can't tell me nothing bout it)
Guns blazing
Heart racing
Won't stop until we get where we going
Another night
I'll be up in the morning
Got me tripping
Through the nights and the morning
Guns blazing
Heart racing
Won't stop until we get where we going
Got me tripping
Through the nights and the morning
Got me tripping
Through the nights and the morning
I think this world
Ain't meant for me
I'd rather stay in my fantasy
I pray the lord
My soul to keep
But I'm stuck inside
Of my fantasies
Ain't meant for me
I'd rather stay in my fantasy
This life's too short for apologies
I'll break my chains
I'll spread my wings
I know the worst
I've yet to see
A caged bird these words
Will set you free
I pray the lord
My soul to keep
But I'm stuck inside
Of my fantasies
I feel it coming in the nights and the morning
Cut the lights, I'll be back in a moment
Get me right, Imma show you how we zoning
Cups of patron so we never feel alone
Yeah
I hope you right
Because this weed I've been rolling
A different type
Of that gas, got me soaring
When the only thing I feared
Was some boredom
Mixed with the feelings of
Regret and distortion
Oh my, oh you look so good
Chop it up take you back to my hood
And these the nights I'm forgetting
From fucking with the paper
Never could afford the message
I'm counting every second
That I'm thinking about the weapon
What's the question? Got me pressing
Thinking you ain't got the answer so
Fuck it
If that's the way that it is
Imma do it how I do it
Even though It's fucked up
Acting stupid, Imma prove it
I think this world
Ain't meant for me
I'd rather stay in my fantasy
This life's too short for apologies
I'll break my chains
I'll spread my wings
I know the worst
I've yet to see
A caged bird these words
Will set you free
I pray the lord
My soul to keep
But I'm stuck inside
Of my fantasies
(Can't tell me nothing bout it)
(Can't tell me nothing bout it)
(Can't tell me nothing bout it)
(You can't tell me nothing bout it)
Guns blazing
Heart racing
Won't stop until we get where we going
Another night
I'll be up in the morning
Got me tripping
Through the nights and the morning
Guns blazing
Heart racing
Won't stop until we get where we going
Got me tripping
Through the nights and the morning
Got me tripping
Through the nights and the morning
I think this world
Ain't meant for me
I'd rather stay in my fantasy
I pray the lord
My soul to keep
But I'm stuck inside
Of my fantasies
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Writer(s): Hilawe Mulugeta Tola
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