The Story Of The Paper Boy

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Da, da-da-da
Da, da, da, da-da-da, da
Da, da, na-na-na
I, I
I feel like I am flying (feel like I am flying)
I don't wanna calm down now
Ey, and I don't know what's up, right?
So what is up?

I got newspapers up in my bicycle
It's getting cold out, feeling like a icicle
It's a new job on my first day
That I wanna be a paper boy, but gotta get payed (get payed)
Paid fow what I have to pedal through the wind
Can't feel my cheeks and the air is feeling thin
Walking out close to these different colored doors
Leave them on the mat or throw them on the porch
Yeah, I hate this shit, but I'll stay with it
I put a smile on even though I'm faking it
I'm like a friendly neighborhood Spiderman
Except I'm in it for the money, not saving kids
Some say I'm weird, yes I mix and match
They all skipping me, like I'm a fittness ad
I don't talk a lot, I say this and that
But my bars are clean, yeah they spick and span

I feel like I am flying (feel like I am flying)
I don't wanna calm down now (don't wanna calm down)
I don't wanna calm down
I don't wanna calm down (calm down)

Yeah, ey, hop up on my bike again
Going like 22 except minus 10
Watchin' the clouds as I'm humming at him
Keep my mouth shut, so the buggs don't get in
Yeah, I'm kinda starting to like it
It feels good when my work pays off (yeah)
I'm a nice kid, everyday grinding (grinding)
But Sunday I'ma take off (oh)
Oh shat, I just hit cat
Tryna run away but my Tires fly
If they saw me, they might deliver a slap
And I don't want them to see him lying down flat
So I put the cat in my backpack
Covering my eyes with my dad hat
Tryna get away, feeling like a villain
Hope that they cat didn't had any kittens
If it did that would be kinda sad
Well, maybe I'ma wrong, maybe this is the dad
So much going on I can't tell what's frecking happening (yeah)
Heartbeat racing I'ma keep on paddling
Taking the steady
My breath feeling heavy
This how it goes when you travel the road
You never been down before (ey)