Paper Planes
Tell me now have I reallty gone crazy?
Grinding on this music man, believing someday it would pay me
But I been running around the map on adventures that changed me
From a run of the mill student to runnin' ventures don't phase me
These days, see
I ain't really been lazy
Where I been livin' man it's hot in winter turn up the A/C
Tropical Indonesia, I'm livin' out my dreams
But check the verse if you think I'm out here for leisure
Goodbye, Felicia
I've been puttin' in work ain't it funny what it could teach ya
Still got my ego, strip it down on the bleachers
Learnin' to surf I ain't waste my time on no beaches
Word in the verse put philosophy in your speakers
Fuck with the sound
Back and I'm cruisin' my city, boy on the town
Hit up the homies I got 'em all on the dial
Some of em makin' paper, stack up the accounts
Other brothers of mine could use a prayer
Stuck on the chase on these pavements wit nuttin' to count
Come take a flight, I'm like Warner stuck on the ground
But now they signed to Warner, and that's some real shit
But now they signed to Warner but Warner don't hold them down
It's hot up in the tropics, but I'm finding the world colder now
Grinding on this music man, believing someday it would pay me
But I been running around the map on adventures that changed me
From a run of the mill student to runnin' ventures don't phase me
These days, see
I ain't really been lazy
Where I been livin' man it's hot in winter turn up the A/C
Tropical Indonesia, I'm livin' out my dreams
But check the verse if you think I'm out here for leisure
Goodbye, Felicia
I've been puttin' in work ain't it funny what it could teach ya
Still got my ego, strip it down on the bleachers
Learnin' to surf I ain't waste my time on no beaches
Word in the verse put philosophy in your speakers
Fuck with the sound
Back and I'm cruisin' my city, boy on the town
Hit up the homies I got 'em all on the dial
Some of em makin' paper, stack up the accounts
Other brothers of mine could use a prayer
Stuck on the chase on these pavements wit nuttin' to count
Come take a flight, I'm like Warner stuck on the ground
But now they signed to Warner, and that's some real shit
But now they signed to Warner but Warner don't hold them down
It's hot up in the tropics, but I'm finding the world colder now
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Writer(s): Mike Cee
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