Текст песни Paper Planes (feat. 1k Phew) - 1kphew , Double Atl

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All day
I've been grinding all day
I've been playing all day
I've been dreaming
Floating on my plate and
That's my paper plane, man
I take them everywhere I go
Opposition see my gift like, "We don't wanna see him grow"
It can all be so simple
Dream killers so sinful
So savage, but I manage
Keep a lock on this info
Red letters on paper
Write jell letters of loose leaf
That's bars in my iPhone
Document 'em on Juice Beats
Who's he? No one
Sit down take two seats
Days off? That's no way
Jumpman on my two feet
Retro, so I let go
Prayer life with that echo
I rather sleep on your trends, bro
In my dreams, I get low
Dreamin' 'bout a master plan, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Tryna blow faster than bombs in Afganistan (Woo!)
Dreamin' 'bout a master plan (what else?)
Have the flavor man (have the flav')
I'm gon' takeoff like a paper plane
But I'll never fold (oh, oh, never fold)
I'm just tryna live my lifestyle like greatest story ever told
(Told, told, ever told)
God is doper than the work my brother sold
Fold up my paper planes (paper planes)
Let 'em fly away
Thoughts into fruition (fruition)
That'll be today
Don't wanna take my gift
With paper sellin' my soul, bruh
I hold up to my prayers
Used to take papers and roll up
Can't pimp my passion
Pervert my purpose
Rather pull up in person
Not to make a purchase
Motivate with my presence
Most of us feel worthless
My city where my church at
Let's fly away, start a service
Got faith in the most high
I see the things that I hope for
Flying on my paper plane
What do I need a little boat for?
No middle man, just me and God
'Til he crack the sky wide open
Superfly in first class
On paper planes, we coastin'
Dreamin' 'bout a master plan, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Tryna blow faster than bombs in Afganistan (Woo!)
Dreamin' 'bout a master plan (what else?)
Have the flavor man (have the flav')
I'm gon' takeoff like a paper plane
But I'll never fold (oh, oh, never fold)
I'm just tryna live my lifestyle like greatest story ever told
(Told, told, ever told)
God is doper than the work my brother sold (yeah)
I got dreams I've been tryna achieve
Mama told me something, "You gotta believe"
Giving daily 'cause I wanna receive
Bruddas dead and gone, but I don't grieve
'Cause they see in that room from heaven
Left the church and now I pray for the reverend
I'm just tryna make something shake
Like a earthquake playing seven eleven
Thank God, now we going for the win
I'm wonder like Benjamin
I'm was right around the corner from the end
I'm never going back again
Came along way from back then
I'm ten percent and all the back ends
Living life full of action
Got to grind hard Joe Jackson
Paper planes on me, babe
Throw 'em up 'til they land, yeah
Paper planes on me, baby
Got paper cuts on my hand, yeah
And I can't pop another Xan
Rather save another soul
Than to gain another fam
Dreamin' 'bout a master plan, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Tryna blow faster than bombs in Afganistan (Woo!)
Dreamin' 'bout a master plan (what else?)
Have the flavor man (have the flav')
I'm gon' takeoff like a paper plane
But I'll never fold (oh, oh, never fold)
I'm just tryna live my lifestyle like greatest story ever told
(Told, told, ever told)
God is doper than the work my brother sold