PaperPlanes

Why do we play these games
Calling and screaming names
I'm folding these paper planes
Trying to ease the pain
Blowing it all out of the window
Feel that pull when the wind blows
That shit Raw, that shit float
That shit cold, Grab yo coat
I'm flying over my emotions
Change perspective, periscoping
Hoping I can keep you open
To your heart, to me holding
You in my arms, baby
I ain't seen you, lately
I can drive you, crazy
If you want me, if you let me,baby
You got some bags
I got some too
But I wanna fly baby
Fly with you
Check em in
Or store em above
But I wanna give you
All my love
You got some bags
I got some too
But I wanna fly, baby
Fly with you
Check em in
Or store em above
But I wanna give you
All my love
Its just me and you girl.
We can travel this world.
No need for bags, and things.
Baby just grab that plane.
Reach in that bag of Jane
Take out the baddest strain
Roll up phattest thing
Smoke Til we don't see the same
What a vacation,
I change the vibe baby you change the station
Just close your eyes while we changing location
Flying so high baby we our own nation
Ain't no more waiting, I lost all my patience
Cameras and statements don't know why we take it
Why should we face it
I need no nonsense let's go to the basics
You need more conscious, like we in the basement
You got some bags
I got some too
But I wanna fly baby
Fly with you
Check em in
Or store em above
But I wanna give you
All my love
You got some bags
I got some too
But I wanna fly baby
Fly with you
Check em in
Or store em above
But I wanna give you
All my love



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Davis
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