Daydreams, Pt. 2

[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—