Dreamin Ft Jacob Weaver Lyrics | Peabod

[Intro: PEABOD]
Yeah
Uh
Yeah

[Verse 1: PEABOD]
I remember when we could be ignorant to urgency
'Cause back then Pokemon cards were the currency
At 8 years old, the word "old" meant like 23
And that seemed far away so the future never worried me
We were just kids with GameBoys in backpacks
Spending our time with Hot Wheels and hacky sacks
Those were goods days in between VHS stacks
Sometimes I wanna go back
Growing up was never part of the plan but
Before I knew it the process began
Now here I am years later tryna understand
'Cause life looks different to a boy than a man
As a kid I thought someday I'll be an astronaut
Maybe a superstar or superhero fighting robots
Perception was reality so I called all the shots
I had a world in my thoughts
'Cause I was just dreamin'

[Hook: PEABOD]
Yeah
Uh, see I was just dreamin'
[Verse 2: PEABOD]
Cruising down the street yelling "look ma, no hands"
Me and the neighborhood kids wearing off brand
T-shirts and tennis shoes, playing in garage bands
Leaning on those kick stands
Happiness was in a juice box, pet rocks, knock-knocks and bicycles
Hop-scotch, flip-flops, ring pops and popsicles
Thinking I was rich 'cause I had 5 dimes and 3 nickles
Forget living large it was good living little
Now I sleep a little less and work a 9 to 5
Traded in my faded jeans for button-ups and ties
I gotta say the real world caught me by surprise
'Cause when you graduate you have to navigate the lies
Like "settle for a job where you can make the most green"
"Your career is everything, it's your identity"
But the kid inside of me ain't buying those schemes
I'm older now but I'm still me
So I'ma keep dreamin'

[Hook: PEABOD]
Yeah
Yeah I'ma keep dreamin'

[Verse 3: Jacob Weaver]
Yeah, dorm recording with the door shut
Far from home, in Seattle with the cord cut
People telling me I gotta generate buzz
But I won't ever have the stomach to develop guts
So you're saying I won't ever draw crowds?
Got my head down on the desk with some crayons drawing clouds
And a stick figure picture labeled Jacob the King
With a little yellow crown and a big old ring
What do you think that I am, an egotistical guy?
Man, I ain't tasted any Eggo since the gluten-free diet
I ain't dealing with your feelings man, I severed the tie
You're not a family guy but you a critic like Brian
And I'm a broke college rapper tryna open the vents
I just want some room to breathe and maybe do some events
Everybody looking at me, school is asking for rent
I can't pay off all the damages but here's two cents, yeah
[Hook: PEABOD & Jacob Weaver]
Yeah, yeah, I'ma keep dreamin'

[Outro: PEABOD & Jacob Weaver]
Don't get caught up in the high
Never tell your dream goodbye
Don't get caught up in the high
I'ma live the dreamer life
Don't get caught up in the high
Never tell your dream goodbye
Don't get caught up in the high
I'ma live the dreamer life