Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Plastic Dreams (feat. Johanna Fay), artist - G-Eazy. Date of issue: 23.07.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Plastic Dreams (feat. Johanna Fay) |
| Fell asleep in a freshman class, woke up on a tour bus |
| Somehow, someway, all my test questions passed |
| And I didn’t even take shortcuts |
| Man, life is but a dream, «is this shit real» |
| So trill, yeah I’m rollin' at night, I can’t sit still |
| Five mixtapes can’t change up my social status |
| And my balance, but a Top 40 hit will |
| Shit, I know they see me, don’t question them |
| Dreams of being on TV, no Requiem |
| I just want to live this dream, will it be what I imagined |
| But nothing tops making a living off your passion |
| So either way I’m chasing after something I ain’t never had |
| Woke up today feeling hungry as I ever have |
| And I don’t usually ever brag |
| But these dreams aren’t far anymore, you can tell them that |
| These plastic dreams |
| Of TV screens, and radios |
| Pretending everything is what it seems |
| These plastic dreams |
| Are all I know |
| Would someone wake me up from all these plastic dreams |
| I never love bitches, I love money and my city |
| Love my whole team, bout to bring them all with me |
| I’m headed to the top of this, I’m taking bout the tippy |
| Hittin' parties with a couple A-list, gettin' trippy |
| Feeling myself and I ain’t even did shit yet |
| Drop is bout to feed me out paper like an inkjet |
| When I see these girls in the crowds sing my words all loud |
| I be tryin' see how many I can get wet |
| Snatch them like a fishnet, game so viscous |
| Me and Skizzy Mars and like 38 bitches |
| It’s all I could do so, I’mma bag two, yo |
| As long as I don’t ever smash a broad, no Juno |
| Listen, I just made my own lane and these rappers went piranha on me |
| Bittin' off everything, my style and my persona |
| Homie, I just keep dreaming of the day I bang Rihanna |
| They say «I'm a dreamer», I say «wait until mañana» |
| These plastic dreams |
| Of TV screens, and radios |
| Pretending everything is what it seems |
| These plastic dreams |
| Are all I know |
| Would someone wake me up from all these plastic dreams |