Xampleuno - fantasieS Lyrics

Pictures on the staircase
Smiles spreading all around
Go to school to get your paper straight and stop playing around
Got the briefcase clicking with the hair slicked back
Got the briefcase clicking with the
Motherfuckers better get they heads on a swivel or they get chopped off
Better eat, sleep, praise the dollar bills or get lost
Don't nobody wanna fuck with no one of the type
Making sure the pockets evergreen all night
That's right
Ain't no other way about it
Gotta be the first
Not the last pick
If you not then you part of the masses
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Building up
On yo shoulders
Better keep the smiles up high or they gon lower on the future that be hella bright
Devil got the hook and as the bait he waving dollar signs
Ain't nobody gonna say this shit pure luck
They cannot touch
This pedestal I made too tough
But whose to say that I won't fall to the greed or the fame
Become another unknown John Doe to the game
For if the fantasy dies out and the tracks ain't there
I'll just be reminiscing on the days I had right here
I been
Daydreaming about a summer where I'm gliding on a boat
Won't catch me dreading about my job or bout another broke ass hoe
But I know
Yes I know
Reality got it's hands
So I gotta prepare
Be aware of the bullshit that comes next
Context
This situation as common as empty wallets
Caught Wishing bout your future to stars
But they just comets
So it's obvious I got my eyes out like the mask
With the perception of a tunnel
No way all this gonna crumble
Mumbo jumbo if it's anything against me
I ain't listening
Too busy for that bullshit
Too good to be here caving in
Got Elmer's on my eyesight
The prize so close
Matter factMy nose stuck to the butter of the toast
Bitch
Ain't nobody gonna say this shit pure luck
They cannot touch
This pedestal I made too tough
But whose to say that I won't fall to the greed or the fame
Become another unknown John Doe to the game
For if the fantasy dies out and the tracks ain't there
I'll just be reminiscing on the days I had right here

Pictures on the staircase
Smiles spreading all around
Go to school to get your paper straight and stop playing around
Got the briefcase clicking with the hair slicked back
Got the briefcase clicking with the
Motherfuckers better get they heads on a swivel or they get chopped off
Better eat, sleep, praise the dollar bills or get lost
Don't nobody wanna fuck with no one of the type
Making sure the pockets evergreen all night
That's right
Ain't no other way about it
Gotta be the first
Not the last pick
If you not then you part of the masses
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Building up
On yo shoulders
Better keep the smiles up high or they gon lower on the future that be hella bright
Devil got the hook and as the bait he waving dollar signs
Ain't nobody gonna say this shit pure luck
They cannot touch
This pedestal I made too tough
But whose to say that I won't fall to the greed or the fame
Become another unknown John Doe to the game
For if the fantasy dies out and the tracks ain't there
I'll just be reminiscing on the days I had right here
I been
Daydreaming about a summer where I'm gliding on a boat
Won't catch me dreading about my job or bout another broke ass hoe
But I know
Yes I know
Reality got it's hands
So I gotta prepare
Be aware of the bullshit that comes next
Context
This situation as common as empty wallets
Caught Wishing bout your future to stars
But they just comets
So it's obvious I got my eyes out like the mask
With the perception of a tunnel
No way all this gonna crumble
Mumbo jumbo if it's anything against me
I ain't listening
Too busy for that bullshit
Too good to be here caving in
Got Elmer's on my eyesight
The prize so close
Matter factMy nose stuck to the butter of the toast
Bitch
Ain't nobody gonna say this shit pure luck
They cannot touch
This pedestal I made too tough
But whose to say that I won't fall to the greed or the fame
Become another unknown John Doe to the game
For if the fantasy dies out and the tracks ain't there
I'll just be reminiscing on the days I had right here