Thatdudechandler - Fantasy

I been having dreams
On my Martin Luther King shit
Hopping out a fantasy
Been looking like a swing set
I’mma bring the team around the world
Before the beat end
I’mma bring the team around the world Before the
Okay now
I been having dreams
On my Martin Luther King shit
Hopping out a fantasy
Been looking like a swing set
I’mma bring the team around the world
Before the beat end
I’mma bring the team around the world Before the
Okay now
Hope they love me in the Future
Like Weezy in thirteen
Hope my homies still with me
Though I’m not a human being
STLien
Fly to ATL and hit the scene
So fresh so clean
Outkast of my peers
I’mma keep it 3 stacks 3 stacks
I been hanging with the squad
Chilling like a meat rack
Big Boi shit
Hop into the speaker box
And we can get boisterous
I was in the tenth grade
Shy like Illinois kid
No one really fucking with the music like
Soy chips
Brain cells dropping
From the weed that’s in my pocket
Making noises
I just need a chance
I could blow in like 10 days okay
Okay so just give me a chance
I’mma grab the homies
We gone make a band
View the world from inside of a minivan
I can’t wait until I make it there
Can’t wait until we take it there uh
I won’t be doing nothing else
I can’t work a 9 to 5
I’d have to kill my fucking self
And so I
Open up my book of rhymes
Pencil paper and some coffee and put
Hope into doper lines
Got to optimize opposition
Away from my optimism
So I can shine
I been having dreams
On my Martin Luther King shit
Hopping out a fantasy
Been looking like a swing set
I’mma bring the team around the world
Before the beat end
I’mma bring the team around the world Before the
Okay now
I been having dreams
On my Martin Luther King shit
Hopping out a fantasy
Been looking like a swing set
I’mma bring the team around the world
Before the beat end
I’mma bring the team around the world Before the
Okay now
I’ll be chasing fantasies until I lay dead
I got negative tendencies
Running wild in my head
Always tryna tell myself that its bullshit
Look I’m always in control
Like the leader of the pulpit
Puppet and the master
Every string is in my hand uh uh
Hope they fucking with a bastard
Like my name was Jon Snow
Teleport to Calabasas
I won’t ever see the snow ay
But I don’t want the money
Or them other tropes of fame bro
I’m just tryna carry out
What y’all consider fate so
As of late
I been tracking down that blueprint
That Hov laid
Shoe fits my own lane
Do this my own way
I’m taking care of my old ways
Thank me later like a old Drake
Pay me later
Via Venmo
PayPal CashApp
Pen on Pascal A$AP
Ten toes on the ground lay flat
Vent longer than a broke bitch
Keep going till they notice this
Might fuck around and leave the solar system
Whip white like fake Jesus
This side split it even Steven
I miss times I didn’t need it
Like zip ties on my Adidas
Eating leg and thigh
Like a ten-piece
That’s a whole meal
Side included
You can keep your beats
I won’t even use em
Why keep the peace
When my flow ruthless
True truant like a dropout
To the fake shit
That y’all been doing bro
We can see it
We not stupid
Compared to y’all
We some honor students uh
I been having dreams
On my Martin Luther King shit
Hopping out a fantasy
Been looking like a swing set
I’mma bring the team around the world
Before the beat end
I’mma bring the team around the world Before the
Fuck that
I ride up
With my team
Right behind me
Looking like warriors huh
Bastard of my damn city
I’mma go out inglorious huh
That mean
On every track
I spat heat
Got no preference
Y’all can’t come back to we
And talk business
Got no leverage
Javin sent me the fucking beat
Hit the kill switch with no hesitance
Rap shit in my fucking residence
Living and dying for this
I might just send you to Zion
Go eye for eye
While you simping and sighing
I’m simply designing
The wave that you riding
Like I was Poseidon you bitch ay

Written by:
Adam Usry, Javin Henry

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