No Paradise
Contemplate a lot when it's coming to this life
I don't really give a fuck If I'm living or I die
Muthafuckas wanna front like they feeling dead Inside
What I got what they want but this ain't no paradise
Mama had the gun she was talking suicide
I was stacking up my funds just to make it thru the night
I was tryna find the sun but I couldn't see the light
Now I'm back to where we started everything is alright
Still it's fuck my father he ain't nothin but a bum
Far as I'm concerned he don't even gotta son
Had him by the neck I just wish that I was done
30 more seconds woulda killed him for my mom
Fuck it ain't seen him since I was in 10th grade
Now I'm mixing codeine with the fuckin lemonade
Got it on my own we ain't nowhere near the same
I ain't even in my prime I ain't never seen the fame
I don't gotta talk shit imma young boss bitch
Never gotta floss shit hunnits in deposit
84s crawling and my speakers knockin
Try and run up on me pistol in my pocket
Slippin out of conscience then I black out
Something like the movie never back down
I don't wanna talk if it ain't cash now
Imma keep on smoking till I pass out
Hustle muhhfucka all I know is go get it
Fore I waste my time I would rather go spend it
Doing what I want I ain't never had a limit
You don't like the game what the fuck you doing in it
Pussy muhhfucka ion think you understand
Said you wanna box but I ain't throwing hands
Imma send shots while you scrolling on the gram
I ain't worried bout no pride cuz I know you ain't a man
I don't got no time for y'all I'm doing what I'm spose to do
So put your hands up on the wall I'm done with every one of you
Give me your phones you ain't gone call the police and no friends too
It ain't no room for you to talk y'all pussy now you dog food
Contemplate a lot when it's coming to this life
I don't really give a fuck If I'm living or I die
Muthafuckas wanna front like they feeling dead Inside
What I got what they want but this ain't no paradise
Mama had the gun she was talking suicide
I was stacking up my funds just to make it thru the night
I was tryna find the sun but I couldn't see the light
Now I'm back to where we started everything is alright
I don't really give a fuck If I'm living or I die
Muthafuckas wanna front like they feeling dead Inside
What I got what they want but this ain't no paradise
Mama had the gun she was talking suicide
I was stacking up my funds just to make it thru the night
I was tryna find the sun but I couldn't see the light
Now I'm back to where we started everything is alright
Still it's fuck my father he ain't nothin but a bum
Far as I'm concerned he don't even gotta son
Had him by the neck I just wish that I was done
30 more seconds woulda killed him for my mom
Fuck it ain't seen him since I was in 10th grade
Now I'm mixing codeine with the fuckin lemonade
Got it on my own we ain't nowhere near the same
I ain't even in my prime I ain't never seen the fame
I don't gotta talk shit imma young boss bitch
Never gotta floss shit hunnits in deposit
84s crawling and my speakers knockin
Try and run up on me pistol in my pocket
Slippin out of conscience then I black out
Something like the movie never back down
I don't wanna talk if it ain't cash now
Imma keep on smoking till I pass out
Hustle muhhfucka all I know is go get it
Fore I waste my time I would rather go spend it
Doing what I want I ain't never had a limit
You don't like the game what the fuck you doing in it
Pussy muhhfucka ion think you understand
Said you wanna box but I ain't throwing hands
Imma send shots while you scrolling on the gram
I ain't worried bout no pride cuz I know you ain't a man
I don't got no time for y'all I'm doing what I'm spose to do
So put your hands up on the wall I'm done with every one of you
Give me your phones you ain't gone call the police and no friends too
It ain't no room for you to talk y'all pussy now you dog food
Contemplate a lot when it's coming to this life
I don't really give a fuck If I'm living or I die
Muthafuckas wanna front like they feeling dead Inside
What I got what they want but this ain't no paradise
Mama had the gun she was talking suicide
I was stacking up my funds just to make it thru the night
I was tryna find the sun but I couldn't see the light
Now I'm back to where we started everything is alright
Credits
Writer(s): Clayton Daigle
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