Paris Lyrics

Fuck all the small town shit already in Paris

Nah I want it all

If I end number two on the list then I'm just embarrassed

That and appalled

Baby I'm on some far out shit

No need to compare us

It ain't good for y'all

Nah I'm on some all out shit

Jump off the terrace

No bracing the fall

Man fuck you truthfully

I don't give a fuck what you think

I don't think we can ever get along here

You're too far gone to be frank

You're too far stuck in your mindset

Open up little man there's a lot left

Why I feel like we feel like we know it all?

Why I feel like everything's toxic?

Why I spend so much time alone

It's a bad trait to have baby I know

But it helped me to get where I'm at

I ain't saying that I'm there but I'm close

Well close as I been in this life babe

Feeling like Luke with a light sabe

Feeling like M-J in nine eight

Feeling like six four but I stand here before you five eight

A godly complex

How you feel like god at the same time nothing but an object?

It's all part the process

It's all hard to process

Got weight on my conscious

Dealing with it like I'm supposed to

In a painful silence

Yeah we never talk about what we go through

I'm just being honest baby

Uh yeah

It's a cold game that ain't nothing new

Uh yeah

It's a cold game but I'm cold too

Uh yeah

It's a cold game that ain't nothing new

Uh yeah

Alright look

Fuck all the small town shit already in Venice

Nah I want the most

And I'm on some fall out shit I'm cutting the extras

That's just how it goes

I ain't with the calm down shit fuck the competitors

I'm on your throat

If you on some cop out shit I got you four letters

S-H double O

She taking me low

I wish it was love it ain't the right time

Baby let's just keep it low

We don't need everybody to know

Then we gotta explain when we both let go

Momma I thought it was gold I guess she ain't see it

I'm back on my own

Back to this here microphone

I remember when I was 15

YouTube beats writing sixteens oh

I was so scared just to be me

And I still am it's so instinctual

Lost and scared not much changed

Probably little more lost then I was

At least then it was just games

Now it's all pressure

Need a breath of some fresh air

But it's all just dusty

Fuck that

It's my calling can't duck that

In my head where I'm stuck at

Whenever I fall, I don't worry at all

Just prepare for the comeback

If I can't make something out of me

Then I'll just bang

That's just how it has to be

Uh yeah

It's a cold game that ain't nothing new

Uh yeah

It's a cold game but I'm cold too

Yeah

It's a cold game that ain't nothing new

Uh yeah

It's a cold game but I'm cold too