B.o.B – Airplanes (Part II )

Can we pretend that
Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? I could really use a
Wish right now, wish right now
Wish right now, can we pretend that
Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? I could really use a
Wish right now, wish right now
Wish right now

Dreaming
Oh, oh-oh
Of fallin’
Dreamin’
Oh, oh-oh
Of fallin’
Yeah (Yeah)

Let’s pretend like it’s ’98 (’98)
Like I’m eatin’ lunch off of Styrofoam trays (Yeah)
Tryna be the next rapper comin’ out the A (A-Town)
Hopin’ for a record deal to ignore my pain, yeah
Now let’s pretend like I’m on the stage (Check)
And when my beat drops, everybody goes insane (Woo)
Okay, and everybody know my name (B.o.B)
And everywhere I go, people wanna hear me sang (Come on)
Oh, yeah, and I just dropped my new album
On the first week, I did five-hunnid-thousand (Yes)
Gold in the spring, and diamond in the fall (Okay)
And then a world tour just to top it all off (Ah)
And let’s pretend like they call me the greatest (Yup)
Sellin’ out arenas with big-ass stages (Ow)
And everybody loved me, and no one ever hated (Ha)
Let’s try to use imagination

Can we pretend that
Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? (Shooting stars) I could really use a
Wish right now (Wish right now,) wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now,) can we pretend that
Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? (Shooting stars) I could really use a
Wish right now (Wish right now,) wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)

Okay
Let’s pretend like this never happened (Never)
Like I never had dreams of bein’ a rapper (Rapper)
Like I didn’t write raps up in all of my classes (Classes)
Like I never used to run away into the blackness, now (Yeah)
Let’s pretend like it was all good (Good)
Like I didn’t live starin’ in a notebook (Notebook)
Like I did the things that I probably knew I should (Should)
But I ain’t have neighbors, that’s why they call it hood (Hood)
Yeah, now let’s pretend like I ain’t got a name (No)
Before they ever called me B.o.B or a.k.a. Bobby Ray
I’m talkin’ back before the mixtapes (Cloud 9)
Before the videos and the deals and the fame (Yeah)
Before they ever once compared me to André (Three Stacks)
Before I ever got on MySpace (Yeah)
Before they ever noticed my face (Yeah), so let’s just pretend
And make wishes outta airplanes

Can we pretend that
Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? (Shooting stars) I could really use a
Wish right now (Wish right now,) wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now,) can we pretend that
Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? (Shooting stars) I could really use a
Wish right now (Wish right now,) wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)

And it seems like
Yesterday it was just a dream
But those days are gone
They’re just memories
(Oh) And it seems like
Yesterday it was just a dream
But those days are gone
All right

Let’s pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen
Let’s pretend things woulda been no different
Pretend he procrastinated, had no motivation
Pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin
They could blow ‘way with the wind, “Marshall, you’re never gonna make it
Makes no sense to play the game, there ain’t no way that you’ll win.”
Pretend he just stayed outside all day and played with his friends
Pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
And it wasn’t time to move and schools weren’t changin’ again
He wasn’t socially awkward and just strange as a kid
He had a father and his mother wasn’t crazy as shit
And he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as shit
“Fuck a talent show in the gymnasium, bitch!”
“You won’t amount to shit—quit daydreamin’, kid!”
“You need to get your cranium checked.” “You’re thinkin’ like an alien
It just ain’t realistic.” Now pretend
They ain’t just make him angry with this shit
And there was no one he could even aim when he’s pissed at
And his alarm went off to wake him, but he didn’t make it
To the Rap Olympics, slept through his plane and he missed it
He’s gon’ have a hard time explainin’ to Hailie and Lainey
These food stamps and this WIC shit, ‘cause he never risked shit
He hoped, and he wished it, but it didn’t fall in his lap
So he ain’t even here, he pretends that—

Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? I could really use a
Wish right now, wish right now
Wish right now, can we pretend that
Airplanes in the night sky are like
Shooting stars? I could really use a
Wish right now, wish right now
Wish right now

Oh, oh, oh, ooh
Mm
Ah
Oh, oh, oh, ooh
Mm