Daydreams, Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Look out the window, see past it, but we're faintin' reflections You never laugh like you used to, you've got fainter expressions You headin' down the wrong path and they changin' directions Maybe don't mention 'bout how I made me your blessin' And lately, I question the shit that was taught to me I'm awkwardly stoppin' these conversations Hey, how long you waitin' till the day you wake up and thank God you made it? I don't like to dwell, but man, I gotta say it, don't like my songs but you still gotta play it Don't like your road, just N.W.A., Dr. Dre it Stop contemplatin' and stop complainin' And recreate it, actually, don't recreate it, be creative Reached a place where you still vibe in that shit when we replay it Livin' a life of pain just to alleviate it When you haven't used nothin' but distractions to really take it Yeah, maybe they'll change when they see we made it We headin' onto new platforms and leavin' the basics [Hook] —Some people find it in the drink or in the cup Or in some bling or in the drug or in the things that give us love We're just tryna find the great escape— —We're just tryna find the great escape— —We're just tryna find the great escape— —Sometimes I don't know what'll Make it okay, make it okay I'm snoring all day for dreams— [Verse 2] Yeah, my creative process is making progress Despite my background, I haven't gotten to playin' lacrosse yet Don't you know we got a good thing goin'? I've been watchin' all these shows while I could be showin' I've been creeping up on the door, so dangerous You looking at statistics, while I figure how I'm changin' them I done learned so many things in my past life Now I don't give a single shit about the rap life That's nice, ain't it? That's nice to be given advice when I paint it Have twice much the fame, and I can't even comprehend that much in the future Hatin' the teacher, but you loving the tutor Enter the game, I'm a fuckin' intruder Stealin' these flows, man, I'm stuck as a looter Procrastinatin' 'cause my fucking computer No willpower, I'm just stuck as a loser [Hook] —Some people find it in the drink or in the cup Or in some bling or in the drug or in the things that give us love We're just tryna find the great escape— —We're just tryna find the great escape— —We're just tryna find the great escape— —Sometimes I don't know what'll Make it okay, make it okay I'm snoring all day for dreams—