paul* ft. LASS!E

Like get shit done ion really like talk

Move round with a whole lot of boys, yeah whole lot of dogs no leash when they walk

Know a few you don't want on call

I pass the play to my brodie he get that shit done like a Paul

Watch how I step in the room and now everyone pause

How do I fix what I'm feeling I need me that internal gauze

Blow me an O and I enter the room with the gods

Waking up everyday feeling like weighing the odds

Smoke me a wood on the yellow brick road to the Oz

Feel like I'm floating a different dimension a living facade

What if I'm floating too far away no one can hear me