J57 - Plane Ticket lyrics

[Verse 1] Plane ticket, same different city, where the weed at? I'mma need that I'm here to make a little green believe that I can't eat, I'm leaving for another trip, a dozen shows Can't sleep, I never do, and all my cash is up in smoke Love the hopes and dreams, love it more when get it though I'm sure the same goes for my lady More than ever know I tell you about the time I almost moved to Lake Tahoe? 3 weeks before I go I chose to fly home Queens, New York, where I learned to ride a bicycle First set of wheels just to feel how this life can move Plane ticket, same, different city, where the weed at? I'm a need that I'm here to make a lot of green, believe that [Bridge: Koncept] I'm gon' have to leave this season I'm gon' swim the sea and Flee my reasons Need some space between the weeks That keep me freezing [Verse 2] The fire in the sky burns the freshest clouds You need to spot your land before you set her down, (set her down) Standing on my roof I see a pilot riding Thinking of an advertisement Sitting on the finest island On some flyness Instead I'm Cadillac rolling Roll your windows up, lighter flick Door panel dismantled and filled with some higher goods The plastics made in Chine Could you please find a diner!? I am hungry I speak you can feel it in your stomach And great I hear the sirens so here the guys come It's probably not a good idea if I run I'm done Still thinking every second just how to heat the sky up Takes more than a lighter and some kind bud Tried that My dad, you're up there So please speed this tie up And a 40 for the road and some Fritos, my lunch A Plane ticket, same different city where the weed at? I really can't wait to get there, best believe that [Hook: Joe Rogers] Got my ticket on a plane heading back to you Got my ticket on a plane heading back to you [Verse 3] I'm flying to leave the land below Fly alone It be nice to have a hand to hold, but man, it's cold I wish I had a gram to smoke Wax could do the trick I'm halfway through my trip And damn I'm stoned Think of home - anxiety builds up Anxiety k**s us So flying, don't look back I'm trying to fill up On wine and just sit down I'm hating on plane food Relations can change you But changing can save you I flew to Cali 6 hours made an album took some meetings 7 days later felt like different seasons And now we're waiting, layover Hurry up and call my gate Mean, make my life change so I can ball today [Hook: Joe Rogers] Got my ticket on a plane heading back to you Got my ticket on a plane heading back to you