Dank Zavala - Paper Planes Lyrics

Ain't shit changed
I said I would but I'm full of it
In the woods burning trees
Like a contractor
Back against the wall
My chiropractor
Inhale Exhale
For practice
Take it all in
This Gin's a factor
Juice for my sin
Now I'm like a pastor
Do my own service
Slick and subliminal
I Thought I'll let you know
My Minds Mystikal
So girl shake that ass
Drink the Bottle
Sip that glass
Unstrap her bra
Martigras
Bout to blow like she play the brass
Swear I seen it all
But I'm not finished
Gotta break bread
See my name on Guinness
In my world I work it out
Like Planet Fitness
You don't gotta spot me man
You're already witnessing
Hit em with the medicine ball
Put my weight on y'all
Supersonic with the hats
Like a loud cymbal
My kicks so fresh new wave
We next
Cut the check
Make it rain on y'all
Ahh
Leave em speechless
Everyone sucks
I don't f*ck with leaches
Just a real team
Full of dream achievers
Real baby genius
Y'all didn't believe us
I Stay cheefin' Soon as I rise
Soul food
My brain is fried
Chicken wanna know when I'm Down to ride
Bitch I ain't cute
Yo Why you gotta lie
That one night can turn into
Double Time
On top of that I'm already in love with mine
You cannot get on my level
I steer away from devils
I been to hell
You never stopped by ay

I'm feeling I don't need a chorus
Already got you hooked
You read him like a book
You think you know him
If somebody read every page
I wouldn't look the same
Don't know what I became
But it's showing
I want to do everything
Everything don't come my way
I keep going
Rain rain go away
Where you Going
I was just being ungrateful
Yea you know
Bet I learn and I grow ay
Rolling up dro
Only plant I need to quit
Is my day Job yo
And I don't give a shit of what you May not know
Is I'm high anytime my that my eyes Ain't closed
Rhyme with no mind
Cause I freeze time cold
Never fall for demise
If I cut ties and it don't suit you well
Motherf*cker oh well
Know you did it to yourself
You don't get a fair well
Can't forget those fair chances
Sorry in advance ain't gonna increase Your chance to come back
You been out of the plan
It's not tragic
I'm back on my shit again
At own my pace
Finally feel complacent
Been amazing, Paper chase
Come Home and make my Son
A F*ckin
Paper Plane

Seen you got some clout and abuse it
Was never about the music
Tell the youth to pop molly
Underestimate your influence
See I understand as an Artist
There's a right to be Honest
That is not your case
There's no honor
But you won the race you're a goner
And It is my place to speak on it
From here no ones famous
Treat me like a stranger
Remember I was your neighbor
Member I was bad with faces
Tell by your eyes that you're hurt
Take pride in how brave that you are
Cause you know it's bound to get Worse
Don't pretend you love what you do
When you know deep down it's not You
Claim it's always love with your crew
Your homies in love with her too
No secret word got around
And word is y'all still are down
This circus has too much clowns
No Lions don't shoot me down
Listen to the wind blow like Fleetwood Mac
Hear a lot of 9 Millimeters
And a couples Macks
Bitch know I'm not lame
Yet I never been a Mack
But I spit that game when I
Bad Apple, Fruits of my labor
Cop some tree with this paper
All I hear is vegetables on beats
Yo That's a no brainer
I Had a crush on a singer
Played the Role as Selena
Got a thing for bootys
Arena Full of them I'm playing for Later
Don't question my motivation
Its not tail that I'm chasing
Oh Can't you tell I'm creating
All for the sake of my patience
Running low

And I only need more Gas and my Tank
Is running low

Confidence

I don't want your girl
I know she digging me
That mean she must have taste
I'm only kidding look at you
I rest my case
Home from the Stu
Straight to my Pillow Case
I had a dream yesterday
RIP MLK
Villains keep a funny stache and Toupee
To pay the damage they taxing us Everyday
This shit is havoc, you panic
There's medication
That's another xanax send doctors Onto vacation
Dealers killing you with it too
Another wasted
Wonder what Mac Miller would do
If he would've made it
Having a kid is what changed my View
What it means to make it
Already made it
Fly that Paper Plane