Other Side of Paradise (feat. Rasta & Amaze)

She got me all out of my element
Drinking a fifth, can't get with this riff
I need to drift off to the heavens and
Find me another woman enriched with that melanin
Walked in the room, only to see a elephant
Her with the dude that she swore to me was irrelevant
Man I knew it, just couldn't prove it, but wasn't stupid
Intuition was lucid how it came to me
She was changing me, had me induced in & out the house interchangeabley
But steady blaming me
For our downfall, a shame she couldn't see that I was down yall
But now I pound off on asses fatter than two round balls
Cause chicks ain't up to par like a round of golf, bitch I'm sounding off
Like the speakers blown, to each his own, I've reached a zone
That Jordan was is in, in the 98 Finals when he beat Malone

Yeah
And as sure as Malone needed Johnny
I put alot of Stockton, Clyde needing his Bonnie
Find me out of bounds & tryna Rob it like Townsend
Body was astounding, hobbies around town was
Loosely, pull up with them trees like it's loose leaf
She pulling off them Gucci's, said it was all Gucci
But I'm a movie maker, a risk taker
And I'm immune to the Sun & the Moon, these chicks made up
So, stop playing dumb
My little man, The Golden One
Rare like 007 Golden Gun
Wicked like the East part of the city, you know I'm from
And I'm numb to the nonsense, you done with the conflicts
Yo, either we beefing or we not speaking
And it's trash see, the world quarantining like Max B
Yo, you ain't Lauryn, & I ain't the Ex-Factor
Bitch, I'm just a bachelor, catching a fresh lather

Heavy, Shea butter lotion
Easter egg smooth like a cool Sunday morning
A laid back type of cat, never cause commotion
Potent smoke blowing, yeah Henny is my potion
But when it's mixed with emotions
Pillows get turned into oceans & regret becomes self loathing
Them hearts close when the should be open
Karma is the notion
So I'm gone fall back from your lack of devotion
Yeah it's a fact that what goes, comes back like revolving doors and
You sad, I can tell by your actions, slow motion
But you said he's what you need, I'm only what you wanted
Weeks later, with the shrooms, Familiar Strange we toasting
Off the radar in the stu, where AMAZE be posted
Bruce Leroy way a nigga glowing
She cam over like this other nigga folded
I moved on, coasted
To myself is where the loves devoted
You know the shit



Credits
Writer(s): Trever Gallman
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