Cafè Paradise
Yeah
2024 we gonna show who's right
Backup the file, we gonna be up all night
Shut the Fuck up I'm just being polite
After this project we taking flight
Bitch's wanna fuck, I'm like take your time
These crazy mfs acting like saying please is a crime
Enter a store, you'll never see my thing decline
Stacking up the beat, you know its the time, yeah
Single after single, I'm in my prime
I miss a few times, but im still up all night, yeah
Dropping now and then, i don't wanna hear you wine
Picking up all these dog tags, as soon as i come online, yeah
Im fucking around but its still blow up time
Brothers tryna be like me, but stuck in disguise, yeah
Taking my path, i don't think thats wise
Watching my back while there track dies, yeah
Fuckers tryna take my place, rather be in a race
I aint a one day star, but I told you I will pace
I dont need no fucking grace
I don't need no fucking face
No face no case, bitches wanna holla, give me space
I don't need no fucking ace
I don't need no fucking chase
I don't need no fucking waste
7 days a week, grind everyday
Dropping hits, getting laid
This schedule we going fame
Listen up for your ears to get tamed
Mondays we do the usual, We gotta focus on the grind
This is essential for the peace of mind
Fix up the mindset we think over night
Its not too late to change up in time
Tuesdays we box for the gains alright
The extraterrestrial activity, I'm not talking about love at night
I know you desperate for some attention tonight
Baby we gotta keep it low key at time
Wednesdays we can FaceTime til next night
Wake up to your face, what a usual sight
Listening to your music that you do alright
Talking about our Fridays we love, we tight
Thursdays me time that's no crime
I gotta overthink, I cant let it go denied
Gotta spend some time with the family at time
Call the close ones check up on half time
Fridays the day you look forward to
The days when me and you gotta clutch through
You get what you want, like all Fridays do
Backseat the AMG like no one watching through
Saturdays we work to make these rhymes
Its the only way to pay for your crimes
The day I grind with no dead times
Saturdays the day, I gotta do overtimes
Sundays I pray to look up to the sky
Sunday I lose sins we made, I cant lie
Praying for the glow up, I'm expecting not shy
Waiting for The week to start Monday over night
2024 we gonna show who's right
Backup the file, we gonna be up all night
Shut the Fuck up I'm just being polite
After this project we taking flight
Bitch's wanna fuck, I'm like take your time
These crazy mfs acting like saying please is a crime
Enter a store, you'll never see my thing decline
Stacking up the beat, you know its the time, yeah
Single after single, I'm in my prime
I miss a few times, but im still up all night, yeah
Dropping now and then, i don't wanna hear you wine
Picking up all these dog tags, as soon as i come online, yeah
Im fucking around but its still blow up time
Brothers tryna be like me, but stuck in disguise, yeah
Taking my path, i don't think thats wise
Watching my back while there track dies, yeah
Fuckers tryna take my place, rather be in a race
I aint a one day star, but I told you I will pace
I dont need no fucking grace
I don't need no fucking face
No face no case, bitches wanna holla, give me space
I don't need no fucking ace
I don't need no fucking chase
I don't need no fucking waste
7 days a week, grind everyday
Dropping hits, getting laid
This schedule we going fame
Listen up for your ears to get tamed
Mondays we do the usual, We gotta focus on the grind
This is essential for the peace of mind
Fix up the mindset we think over night
Its not too late to change up in time
Tuesdays we box for the gains alright
The extraterrestrial activity, I'm not talking about love at night
I know you desperate for some attention tonight
Baby we gotta keep it low key at time
Wednesdays we can FaceTime til next night
Wake up to your face, what a usual sight
Listening to your music that you do alright
Talking about our Fridays we love, we tight
Thursdays me time that's no crime
I gotta overthink, I cant let it go denied
Gotta spend some time with the family at time
Call the close ones check up on half time
Fridays the day you look forward to
The days when me and you gotta clutch through
You get what you want, like all Fridays do
Backseat the AMG like no one watching through
Saturdays we work to make these rhymes
Its the only way to pay for your crimes
The day I grind with no dead times
Saturdays the day, I gotta do overtimes
Sundays I pray to look up to the sky
Sunday I lose sins we made, I cant lie
Praying for the glow up, I'm expecting not shy
Waiting for The week to start Monday over night
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