Matt Burton - Paper Language lyrics

Hold me baby I just can't come down Hold me baby Hold me baby Hold me baby I just can't come down (Actually, we're gonna switch this one up, yeah) [Verse 1] Problem is how the f** Am I supposed to get paid Momma got my money but I got none of it made Cole made his songs in his bedroom and sh** So when am I gon' get some leg room in the whip They make millies of music So f** why can't I I stand on the ceiling But still I can't fly Guess me and the stars Just don't see eye to eye But someday I'll see my dreams While my eyes are wide Lemme get it [Sample/Chorus] Our love is over Na na na I could be rich I could be rich Our love is over Na na na We could be rich We could be rich [Verse 2] Talk is cheap And still teachers will preach But the hallways in high school Not my choice of scene But for you That was probably your cup of tea While you hang by a neck tie That's just how it seems And it's hard To dream 'bout gold and things While trying to find all the silver linings If I said f** a paycheck Then I'd be lying Cause I cannot talk money So how would the know what I mean [Sample/Chorus x2] Our love is over Na na na I could be rich I could be rich Our love is over Na na na We could be rich We could be rich And [?] They minds filled with thoughts of payment So I hope this pays off And somebody plays this Cause if I pa** out My guts on the pavement I'd rather be on the beach In St. Tropez But now the trees loud Just to keep my mind off it Ask the pastor Please how am I gonna make profit Cause money trees would be better for my mind But if backwoods[?] is easier to find [Sample] Our love is over Na na na I could be rich I could be rich Our love is over Na na na We could be rich We could be rich