[Chorus]
I don't really wanna talk about it
Don't really wanna write a song
I'm too busy writing down my dreams
Snapshots of everything I saw

[Post-Chorus]
Said I don't really wanna talk about it
Talk about it
Don't really wanna write a song
Write a song
Too busy writing down my dreams
Down my dreams
Snapshots of everything I saw
Thing I saw

[Verse 1]
Yeah, they say can't remember what you wearing
When you dreaming well I be fresh as hell
She asked what kinda cologne that I got on
The smell of sex appeal, I'm dead forreal
Tell her ride with me, get out the Lexus wheel
I love the way you walk
The way you talk
The way you step in heels
Look center hill and Riverdale, my family run the ATL
From pennies in a wishing well
To wish a n***a would rebel
No need to tell
They know where we from
They know who we are
And I look in the mirror, and see I'm all by myself, shit
[Pre-Chorus]
I carry some on me, so please leave me alone
You know I'm all about my peace
Til I see pieces of chrome
You know I don't bother nobody
But that's probably what's wrong
Don't take my kindness as a weakness
Cause I squeeze till it's gone, but

[Chorus]
I don't really wanna talk about it
Don't really wanna write a song
I'm too busy writing down my dreams
Snapshots of everything I saw

[Post-Chorus]
Said I don't really wanna talk about it
Talk about it
Don't really wanna write a song
Write a song
Too busy writing down my dreams
Down my dreams
Snapshots of everything I saw
Thing I saw

[Verse 2]
Wake up in the morning
I got negative thoughts all on my mental
Peeking at the future
Glance at the past in my rearview
I'm merging all my timelines together
I'm finding my heaven
I can't answer why I had did it cause Simon had said it
Dreaming in color
She says she wanna be a mother
She says she wanna have my baby
Nightmares of her pocking my rubber
I wasn't quite how I pictured, first time creating a life
I want my kids from a woman that I can see being a wife
I want my kids from a mother know how to preheat a oven
Know how to cook up some rice
One who ain't sleep with my cousin
One who ain't known for no crazy shit
Word of mouth in the streets
Like how the fuck did I slip up
Until I realized I'm dreaming, but
[Chorus]
I don't really wanna talk about it
Talk about it
Don't really wanna write a song
Write a song
I'm too busy writing down my dreams
Down my dreams
Snapshots of everything I saw
Thing I saw

[Outro]
Said I don't really wanna talk about it
Talk about it
Don't really wanna write a song
Write a song
Too busy writing down my dreams
Down my dreams
Snapshots of everything I saw
Thing I saw