Frandie - Dreams

Yeah
Who am I, who am I, who am I?
My momma looked at me said you decide
The shit that I been writing lately
Is blowing my mind, they said
Frandie, that's suicide
But this what they wanted, right?
So fuck it
I guess I'll just go platinum posthumous
I once gave too many fucks
And did not play it safe
How does Magic stay positive?
I guess that he don't have a choice, but
In my head I just hear a voice that
Keeps telling me that I should give it up
I try to ignore it its noise, though
Lately my dreams are more vivid
And that shit just makes me so livid
It really don't matter the setting
They have the same ending
I know there's a message but
I just don't get it and
They're chasing me
Man, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around, it's not what it seems, they're
Chasing me
Yeah, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around
Other way around, other way a
Picture this scene
Couple of models in short little jeans
Couple more in summer dresses that sway in the breeze
We're on the beach and it's 90 degrees
On an island full of women, I'm on Themyscira
Every single one of them is moving like Shakira
And that's how I know that it must be a dream
'Cause a couple years ago I couldn't get near 'em
But then the party stops
What is that sound?
There's a bang bang bang in the background
Now they're running and they're yelling, a commotion
Then some other shit that sounds like a MAC round, Lord
Why do they always end like this?
Please can you give me a reason?
I used to dream about a match at Wrestlemania season
Now the only thing I wrestle are my demons
And then I wake up in a cold sweat
Like I'm tryna break a two count
Been tapping out to my own dreams
And I don't know what to do now
'Cause I can't go back to sleep
Lest I run into the dude
With the guns and the mask
What the fuck are my dreams trying to tell me?
It's a question I'm afraid to ask
But I need to know 'cause
They're chasing me
Man, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around, it's not what it seems, they're
Chasing me
Yeah, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around
Other way around, other way a
Different scenario
Still on vacation, a different location and
Some girls from Ontario
Are waiting for us at our next destination, you know
I like 'em in stereo
One on the left side, one on the right side
Soon as we landed they sent me that text
That said can't wait to see you tonight guys
So we stop at the bodega
Picking up everything that we're gonna need for later
There's some kinda party at the hotel and this shit is going well for me
This my life when I make it
But as soon as I tell them we're on the way
That I just gotta wait for my boys to pay
It's the goon from the dream from the other day
Always fucking shit up, getting in the way
Somethings gotta change, 'cause I'm tired of this shit
I'm gone with the wind
Through the aisle with the chips
I sneak up behind him, blindside him
Just hate that it had to get violent
He started to think that
I would just sit back
But I picked it up and went click clack
Shot a six pack
Had to show him that I wasn't playing
Take the fucking mask off and start explaining
But the killer was me
Telling me that I'm the one stopping my dreams
With my own anxiety and my lack of belief and my low self-esteem
And it won't let me sleep
Taunting me, with everything I can achieve
'Cause I know that there must be more to life
And it's haunting me like the poltergeist
At least I know why
They're chasing me
Man, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around, it's not what it seems, they're
Chasing me
Yeah, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around
Other way around, other way around but
They're chasing me
Yeah, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around, it's not what it seems, they're
Chasing me
Man, I'm talking about my dreams, I
Thought it was supposed to be
The other way around
Other way around, other way a

Written by:
Frandie Batista

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