Paradise Lyrics

This that shit bitch

Spit that God flow even Jehovah can witness

Since a youngin' a million was always the mission

So close to my dreams that I don't see the distance only the finish

Yeah you know the name bitch

I even got it all gold and put on a chain bitch

Niggas carryin' arms like they got a spring wrist

And it's a different day but we on the same shit we never change shit nah

Don't jump overboard cause you wanna be wavy

'Cause you gon' fuck around and drown word to Gunna and Baby

I just want the cash money like Stunna ain't paid me

And I stay with that semi ain't talkin 180

I'm well-rounded just like 360

If you ain't starve with me you can't eat with me I got the team with me

And I gotta give you space if you actin shifty

These niggas all cap I got the keys with me

This ain't a sonata I want it all the whole enchilada

I bury all you like cucarachas huh

Hakuna Matata stop lyin' king I've been a Mufasa

You want problems well my nigga you got him to solve it

Grown Simba flow

And yeah these niggas know my flow is cold like ten below

In the winter on December 4th I'm just blackin' out

Got the game in the figure four until it's tappin' out

Yeah what you yappin' bout I'm bout that action pal lights cameras

And I keep that too boy I'm packin' now pipes hammers

Look niggas know I'm ballin' just like phi slamma

Chain a figure skater by the way the diamonds ice dancing

Like Blades of Glory

And I can't take no TO like Drake and Tory

And I done seen older niggas that came before me

Who could've wrote their own script but they just changed the story

Damn the streets is talkin' and the streets is watchin

And you gotta watch your back because these niggas plottin

They tryna leave you in a coffin you gon' need some lodgings

Ain't talkin' Ricola gotta stay with that blower

Yeah we didn't learned about the stocks and the economy

We was loadin' Glocks committin' robberies

Tryna get paid like the lottery jackpot

I seen zombies walkin' in and out that crack spot

Damn my city's like the walkin' dead

Where niggas don't understand what you sayin' unless you talkin' bread

Yeah all my niggas hungry we don't talk to feds

If you ain't catch that I'm sorry that went over your head

Your shoulders knees and toes

I know niggas who'll run up on you and say we need the dough

And they goin' take everything even the sneakers bro

Niggas with no money hustle to get some penny foams but you ain't know

A dollar and a dream man that's all I got

I want that cash money big time don't try to baller block

I know niggas that keep a strap like a halter top

I'm 5-1-5-0 but I ain't talkin' cops

I know niggas catchin' bodies like a trust fall

And they goin' silence you niggas for all that tough talk

I'm just doin' this for my peeps like the jump off

I ain't talkin' Lil' Kim niggas know who I am

The last of a dyin' breed

And I got real nigga tendencies inside of me

If you real you ain't gotta say it that don't apply to me

I know fake niggas tryin' to be real like Canal Street fraud niggas

This is for the earths and the gods and the

Ones seekin' knowledge and freedom pray Allah's with em

They say you'll get it all if your all's given

Well inshallah only God's with em