Paradise
I've been sitting under the shade
Of an exotic tree
Happiness dwells in me
Who am I fooling with all these lies of mine
How could I be blind to the signs
This life's full of lonely nights
There's nothing left for me to like no
Just a coconut, shade and a pair of dice
Sand on my feet but there's no paradise
Paradise is not based on a palm tree
Uproot the illusion showcasing false things
Results mirror nothing but work ethic you bring
How you see me will change from these songs that I sing
Be close to your enemies so you see them swing
Like Tyson did with Holyfield you get what I mean, yea you get what I mean
You think I give a fuck I drop some shit that is hot
I pray it's not hype clouds the message
I hope you get it
Speak in existence
My core fans I hope you hear it with your permission
I'd like to show why I am indecisive
Because a nigga never move unless I'm fully certain
My purpose for words I spit to show my grind is different
Through reminiscing
We on a mission in this intermission
Work on my craft like diamonds it glistens
When my brother Alex told me I'm distance
It ain't do nothing but ignite all the feelings
To step out myself and analyze all the filling
Of voids you see me avoid the questions that deal with
Why niggas always out here
Grinding to get it
I want to make it to paradise not on a paradise
Don't want to make it by chance
Put matter in my own hands
Tighter grip for the haters that be tugging my dreams
No war though
They can't even kill it if they tried mother fucker this shit is immortal
Like an idea you know how powerful you are without fear hey
Cuz this talent too large to my haters
Fuck yah
Call me cocky if you want no pun intended
Mama taught me not to trip over bitches
My laces too tide FMF nigga we cant divide gone
I've been sitting under the shade
Of an exotic tree
Happiness dwells in me
Who am I fooling with all these lies of mine
Sand on my feet my but there's no paradise
Of an exotic tree
Happiness dwells in me
Who am I fooling with all these lies of mine
How could I be blind to the signs
This life's full of lonely nights
There's nothing left for me to like no
Just a coconut, shade and a pair of dice
Sand on my feet but there's no paradise
Paradise is not based on a palm tree
Uproot the illusion showcasing false things
Results mirror nothing but work ethic you bring
How you see me will change from these songs that I sing
Be close to your enemies so you see them swing
Like Tyson did with Holyfield you get what I mean, yea you get what I mean
You think I give a fuck I drop some shit that is hot
I pray it's not hype clouds the message
I hope you get it
Speak in existence
My core fans I hope you hear it with your permission
I'd like to show why I am indecisive
Because a nigga never move unless I'm fully certain
My purpose for words I spit to show my grind is different
Through reminiscing
We on a mission in this intermission
Work on my craft like diamonds it glistens
When my brother Alex told me I'm distance
It ain't do nothing but ignite all the feelings
To step out myself and analyze all the filling
Of voids you see me avoid the questions that deal with
Why niggas always out here
Grinding to get it
I want to make it to paradise not on a paradise
Don't want to make it by chance
Put matter in my own hands
Tighter grip for the haters that be tugging my dreams
No war though
They can't even kill it if they tried mother fucker this shit is immortal
Like an idea you know how powerful you are without fear hey
Cuz this talent too large to my haters
Fuck yah
Call me cocky if you want no pun intended
Mama taught me not to trip over bitches
My laces too tide FMF nigga we cant divide gone
I've been sitting under the shade
Of an exotic tree
Happiness dwells in me
Who am I fooling with all these lies of mine
Sand on my feet my but there's no paradise
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Wells Iii
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