Fantasy World - Locksmith, ATMOSPHERE, Rebecca Nobel

Who the hell do you think you are?

Jewels and a fancy car

You ain’t built like that so take that back

Better wish, I’m a falling star

Oh, you (Oh, you)

Living in a fantasy world

I’m exhausted, got bags underneath my heart

But I’ll liberate your car before my people starve

I’m swimmin' through the garbage with maggots and artists

Face down, drowning in the shaggiest of carpets

I know it probably sounds like a complaint, but it ain’t

Keep a roller ready for the wet paint

If you don’t trust yourself, you can’t believe in anybody else

We ain’t got the time to help you ralign your parallels

I’m not embarrassed, just scard to fail

You can definitely tell by my hair in my nails

I shot the Deputy, the Sheriff was a separate deal

We all standing in line to ride the same fuckin' Ferris wheel

Excuse me, crap?

I’m not havin' it

You wanna take a stab?

Contact the upper management

Ain’t enough time to keep waitin' for tomorrow

Open up the wine, drink straight from the bottle

Who the hell do you think you are?

Jewels and a fancy car

You ain’t built like that so take that back

Better wish, I’m a falling star

Oh, you (Oh, you)

Living in a fantasy world

You think celebrity status is staticless

'Til you stack your chips and you wager

Self examination for government printed paper

Some of us into taper, integrity for some acres

Slice of Americana 'cause their Madonna is Taylor

Made for the people that’s only seeking acceptance

Rather just pretend than accept the scan you dressed in

Why even addressing?

Me, I got a bone to pick, better yet, a fish to fry

You cappin', no big surprise

Your rappin' is with deprive, solely superficial

Instant gratification, you lack the patience for fiscal

Rewards, you on board but it’s only for image

That sucker in high school, showboating during a scringe

Gloating just for attention, essentially just a prostitute

They give light, so you kiss ass to constitute

More social currency, currently chasin' bucks

On fantasy island, your tattoos prove you fake as fuck

Who the hell do you think you are?

Jewels and a fancy car

You ain’t built like that so take that back

Better wish, I’m a falling star

Oh, you (Oh, you)

Living in a fantasy world