J. Cole - St. Tropez

Roll up and smoke my sins away I'd like to go to St. Tropez Maybe I'll go, maybe I'll stay (maybe I'll stay) She asked me if I'm scared to fly To tell the truth, I'm terrified I never been that high before Very bad reason not to go Terrible reason not to go He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood Ay, from the door I showed you my scars And I told you girl, "I won't lie-ie-ie" If we at war, then this is a war that I can't afford, no I, I, I I wanted more but that was before Lord knows I'm torn, so I, I cry From the corner of my eye, baby It's been hard for me to smile-ile Lately, it's been hard for me to smile-ile Lately, it's been hard for me to smile-ile Lately, it's been hard for me to smile Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh (If you won't take me in your home) (If you won't take me in your home) (If you won't take me in your home) (If you won't take me in your home) He's on his way, he's bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood He's on his way, he's bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid (if you won't take me in your home) He's on his way to Hollywood He's on his way, he's bout to get paid (if you won't take me in your home) He's on his way to Hollywood