Paris (feat. Feux)
Yeah, yeah
When the time be right, I just chase it
When the times get hard, gotta face it
And I love my life won't replace it
Spreading that love, yeah it's basic
I was confused in my mind
Put in on a track, in the dark of the night
Dressed all in black, in my heart I was crying
Put it on a tune, shit, now who's lying
I was honest
Thought I'd run out of time like Forrest
Locked up in my yard, fuck Boris
Shut my eyes, I fly like comet
Your fronting game is comic
Steady just smoking my chronic
It just, relieves the stress in my brain
The leaves just helping the pain
On faisait que me rabaisser
Des années, des années, des années
J'avais perdu la foie just de vivre
Des années, des années, des années
Je veux voler à Paris
Enfermé dans ma chamber et cette vie
Allez donc viens on se tire
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Sometimes in life you just gotta
Keep your head up
See the light, shining through
Feel the warmth come into you
See the vision, see it all, see everything
Yeah, yeah
Wake up, wake up, look you found
Head up, head up, don't look down
Got that strength so just keep moving
Work so hard till you find your sound
Two times in my head on a daily
Don't care 'bout the label that pays me
I care 'bout the music that saved me
I care 'bout the music that saves me
Shit made me find my soul
Helped me live, really helped me grow
In my flow, my story's been told
Letting them know till I grow so old
Till I grow a beard
and care for my wife and my kids
Truth of the story is
beware of the life that you live
Half of your soul you just give... away
Away, yeah, one take ting, yeah, woo
On faisait que me rabaisser
Des années, des années, des années
J'avais perdu la foie just de vivre
Des années, des années, des années
Je veux voler à Paris
Enfermé dans ma chamber et cette vie
Allez donc viens on se tire
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
On faisait que me rabaisser
Des années, des années, des années
J'avais perdu la foie just de vivre
Des années, des années, des années
Je veux voler à Paris
Enfermé dans ma chamber et cette vie
Allez donc viens on se tire
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
When the time be right, I just chase it
When the times get hard, gotta face it
And I love my life won't replace it
Spreading that love, yeah it's basic
I was confused in my mind
Put in on a track, in the dark of the night
Dressed all in black, in my heart I was crying
Put it on a tune, shit, now who's lying
I was honest
Thought I'd run out of time like Forrest
Locked up in my yard, fuck Boris
Shut my eyes, I fly like comet
Your fronting game is comic
Steady just smoking my chronic
It just, relieves the stress in my brain
The leaves just helping the pain
On faisait que me rabaisser
Des années, des années, des années
J'avais perdu la foie just de vivre
Des années, des années, des années
Je veux voler à Paris
Enfermé dans ma chamber et cette vie
Allez donc viens on se tire
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Sometimes in life you just gotta
Keep your head up
See the light, shining through
Feel the warmth come into you
See the vision, see it all, see everything
Yeah, yeah
Wake up, wake up, look you found
Head up, head up, don't look down
Got that strength so just keep moving
Work so hard till you find your sound
Two times in my head on a daily
Don't care 'bout the label that pays me
I care 'bout the music that saved me
I care 'bout the music that saves me
Shit made me find my soul
Helped me live, really helped me grow
In my flow, my story's been told
Letting them know till I grow so old
Till I grow a beard
and care for my wife and my kids
Truth of the story is
beware of the life that you live
Half of your soul you just give... away
Away, yeah, one take ting, yeah, woo
On faisait que me rabaisser
Des années, des années, des années
J'avais perdu la foie just de vivre
Des années, des années, des années
Je veux voler à Paris
Enfermé dans ma chamber et cette vie
Allez donc viens on se tire
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
On faisait que me rabaisser
Des années, des années, des années
J'avais perdu la foie just de vivre
Des années, des années, des années
Je veux voler à Paris
Enfermé dans ma chamber et cette vie
Allez donc viens on se tire
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Si tu veux on pars très loin d'ici
Credits
Writer(s): Nuradean Arreythe
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