Runaway - Le Paris

Lemme take you to a place you ain’t never really been

Paradise paradise be your only friend

Get away from all the problems, committed to the end

We can runaway runaway… Runaway runaway runaway

Runaway runaway

Conversations with my father he told me I’m not a martyr

Get your ass a job and cut the rap like a barber

Heart broke, called my girl and rolled some weed

She told me «bae you got the skill, my love you best believe»

I fight the tears and face my fears and tell her «let's elope… I

Want you now» she was astound, you fill the boy with hope

The situation’s aggrevating, for granted I feel I’m taken

My family’s filled with satan but baby with you I’m safest

I sip my drink and take a puff, and tell myself I’ve had enough

I’ll tell my pops I’ll call your bluff, no voicemail nigga

Lemme take you to a place you ain’t never really been

Paradise paradise be your only friend

Get away from all the problems, committed to the end

We can runaway runaway… Runaway runaway runaway

Runaway runaway