We’re setting the flame… Phone on silent, I like that. [Verse 1 – Rap / Smooth Flow] Penthouse breakfast, 2 PM Sun through the glass, let the day begin Black card tapping, let the machine sing Whole room moving when the phone starts ringing I don’t need a suitcase, everything gets shipped New watch on the wrist, let the second hand tick Private little table with a champagne sip She said “where we going?” — I said “pick a continent” Jet fuel burning while the skyline bends Passport getting crowded with a thousand stems I don’t chase weekends, I extend ‘em instead Wake up somewhere different — go to sleep somewhere fresh [Pre-Chorus – Sung / Melodic] I like the rush, I like the speed I like the life that nobody can read [Chorus – Big Pop Hook + Heavy Guitars] Paper planes in the night Flying where the money goes Red eye under neon skies Nobody knows where tomorrow goes One hand on the wheel, one hand on the glass If the moment feels good, I don’t let it pass Paper planes in the night Watch the whole world change below We don’t need a reason why We just go [Verse 2 – Rap / Playful Swagger] Rooftop dinner, ocean view (uh) She got that look like she already knew No reservations, we just walk right through Whole place changed when the crew came through New phone, new number, don’t call her old line Don’t pose, don’t fit in the new design I gave me things and I flyed that nine Still made time when she said “you’re mine” Block into being written by the curb outside Bass through the speakers while we’re crossing the slide Everybody looking but I don’t look twice I got too much living left to live tonight [Pre-Chorus – Bigger Build] I like the rush, I like the speed I like the life that nobody can read [Chorus – Full Energy] Paper planes in the night Flying where the money goes Red eye under neon skies Nobody knows where tomorrow goes One hand on the wheel, one hand on the glass If the moment feels good, I don
