Paper Maps ft. Hilltop Productions Lyrics

These paper maps now audio to play it back

Just a moment in time, keep home in mind, to make it back

These waves smack you and tackle you in the ocean

The Sun blowing kisses, she lathers you with some lotion

We took the 6a.m. flight out to PR

To see our island at least once before I depart The Earth

We start at first in a small town beach community

All sounds of the ocean is flowing, beautifully

Composing musically, Mother Nature second to none

Effortless runs, Christina and Whitney

Like you seen it in Ripley's, believe it or not

It's really that gorgeous

I'm talking what a Puerto Rican smorgasbord is

Mofongo, churrasco with the extra ajo on the side

Muchacho, what's in the sauce secret like gestapo

With Papo's little girl, salivating while it's marinating

My inner fat-kid waiting, getting type impatient

They moving at a different pace here

My inner city hustle and bustle is outta place here

My mind is way clear

Understand I gotta face fear, take a year see myself out of the rat race

I'm done with that kind of pace

Your mind's awake here but clear of time and space

The perfect place to rhyme away and let your mind escape

Find a way, at least devise a plan

Try my hand at something different

A thing that isn't regressive in anyway

Plenty ways to slice pies

It's esthetically pleasing in equal slices, many say

Henny may have me rambling, lemme place myself in check

Like I'm playing chess for doley

Low key, I miss the kids a little

Just a scribble on a page worth

The break's worth the anxiety of separation

Diving face-first in my book, scripting something crazy

Sitting next to the lady, thinking baby, just maybe we'll break free

Whether sex on the beach in Punta Cana

Jet skis in the Bahamas

Just me and lil' mama

These the chronicles

Chronic full blunts on the beach

She keep it brahma bull

On the real, like pills from big pharma do

The obstacles to living tropical are obvious

But in the moment pros outweigh the cons

Like the island lobbied us into submission

With the beach and the kitchen

Now I think of the X like good riddance

These paper maps now audio to play it back

Just a moment in time, keep home in mind, to make it back

These waves smack you and tackle you in the ocean

The Sun blowing kisses, she lathers you with some lotion

These paper maps now audio to play it back

Just a moment in time, keep home in mind, to make it back

These waves smack you and tackle you in the ocean

The Sun blowing kisses, she lathers you with some lotion