Lyrics

... (This is paradise, relax) Walking in a crooked line headed to success Tryna let the bird fly, caged in my chest Locked in with blunt smoke, and heartbreak and soul Santa at the front tho droppin off the coal All I got left are photos in my phone This calls from don't answer, missed calls from home Same number, same phone, same misses wrong Smoke with her father whose close with her mom Now im stuck with wise words Lifes moving on "Rob, you'll find a nice girl wife her up and all!" Lighten up your silver linings, lighten up Probably not a Mike and Ike for everytime I lost my pride I'm not being funny when im telling you it's rap or not Once you take a leap of fate then you really gotta fly
Writer(s): Tim Kelley, Haddon Troupe, Bob Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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