Young Culture - Fantasy

I couldn't give an excuse to you, why I'm calling this late
And I've been trying not to lose my cool, I know it's hard for you to relate
I had to hit you up because I couldn't get you off of my mental
Played my heart strings, yeah, that shit disrespectful
Yeah, I met you downtown, then you left in the rental
Sticking to my brain like the cocaine

On that night I met you
How could I forget you?
Like waking up from a beautiful dream
Oh, yeah, hunny, hey, I like you
But really, I'm not the type to
Tell me what you expect from me
Baby, you're just a fantasy

Last night was a blur to me
I think I lost my phone, I think I lost my keys, uh
If I recall a single thing
It's how you looked from your head down to your feet
I'd do anything to live in that moment
I'm not begging but, baby, I'm hoping
That you'd stay until the morning

On that night I met you
How could I forget you?
Like waking up from a beautiful dream
Oh, yeah, hunny, hey, I like you
But really, I'm not the type to
Tell me what you expect from me
Baby, you're just a fantasy

And I know you're make-believe, oh
But I think I'm going crazy, tell me how
You got me questioning my sanity
Are you real to me? Is it a fantasy?

I couldn't give an excuse to you, why I'm letting you go
You made your bed inside my head, you should've left me all alone

On that night I met you
How could I forget you?
Like waking up from a beautiful dream
Oh, yeah, she said: Hey, I like you
But really I'm not the type to
So I gotta let you know one more thing
It's just a fantasy

And I know you're make-believe, oh (yeah)
But I think I'm going crazy, tell me how
You got me questioning my sanity
Are you real to me? Is it a fantasy?