Paradigm Flow Lyrics

Money, money, money, money, it's all I hear in rap songs, I swear they all dummies

When I rap about this real shit, they swear it's all funny

Live in the land of the free, but where's my milk and honey

Got something for you to ponder, so get your rhymes up

Better get your life right before your time's up

They ain't gonna listen to this, so why you wasting your time, bruh

Well somebody in the game, gotta keep it honest

They have no honor, so I hit em with that llama

Bout to shut shit down, so I'm dropping bombs, bruh

With this shit, on repeat, ain't no way to meet defeat

I'm a god, capital G, ain't no devils fucking with me

Live in the land of the beast, black nigga, white tee, mistress, wifey

Quick to shoot like Spike Lee, black angels walking with me

Yeah, my pants got a crease, I'm the man on these beats

Son of God, where's my sheep

Break bread with a nigga, why you acting so cheap

I gets no TLC, that's why I creep in the night like a thief

Yeah, they love my prophecies

I make the devil get on his knees and say his Hail Marys

Arcane to great, yeah, he full of grace

How I'm supposed to prosper with a garden full of snakes

The speakers in my trunk, making the earth shake

Your favorite rapper sweeter than a frosted flake

I don't have a problem with homos

I have a problem with cowards

And if he was a real man, he wouldn't be in the closet

Trying to get my money, past a couple thousand

Trying to get away from the wicked and maybe cop a island

Oh, you mad cause I'm styling

Would you rather me wilding

Yeah, you dudes is funny, like Jimmy Fallon

I do this for my baby girl, trying to give her the world

And show her life is more than just diamonds and pearls

Life is more than what you see on TV

I give it to you realistic like 3D

And I don't need no likes, I don't need no retweets

All I need is one mic and a dope ass beat

Ain't no hook on this, ain't no concept when I spit

But I be dropping jewels that'll make ya soul rich

Cause I still got mine, I never sold it

Who am I to give it away when God let me hold it

Old spit, new spit, let me hear you spit

Exactly what I thought, I'm the truest

I play rappers like board games, call them clueless

I thought you was my apostle, but you Judas

You sold your soul for a dollar while I was studying Kabbalah

Nobody schooled you like a scholar, so I let it ride like Impalas

You saying 40's and New 30, got niggas acting childish

So I guess niggas in they 20's should be on that wild shit

Bust a head now shit, jump in the crowd shit

Smoking on that loud stick, I bet your mama the proudest

I listen to they rhymes, how they encourage crime

Instead of using they mind, they rather do it for the vine

When you live in my world, ain't no such thing as time

I don't follow the rules, I follow the paradigm

Like a orb, I'm a shine, my old beliefs are dying

Leaving my demons behind, they all weak and crying

I ain't trying to get signed, I'm just looking for a sign

Want beef, I'm prime, the whole world is mine

You ain't gotta believe that I'm right, cause this is my life

No obligation to fight

I'm a work of light

As past, present, future, I'm a tutor, let me school ya

Hey young world, I'm not Rick, but I'm a ruler

I can't pretend I'm them, cause I'm way more cooler

Giving you the real, while they really trying to fool ya

Who ya, do ya, do me, I'ma sue ya

They love the way I talk, but they hate my maneuvers

You one hit wonders

I'ma call y'all flukers

If this is Star Wars

Where the fuck is Lucas