Paradise - Extended

Yeah
Yeah
Uh
(Mike WiLL Made-It)

I always wanted to stunt so hard (yeah)
I always wanted to ride that whip (always)
I always wanted to fuck that bitch (always)
Thank you God I fucked that bitch (God)
I always wanted to live this life (life)
I always wanted to wear that ice (all this ice)
I always wanted paradise
I always wanted paradise (look)

Nah it don't take a lot to make you rich
I'm addicted to a lot of crazy shit
Man I feel like money is the best drug
Sometimes hate can be the best love

Walkin' in like I got cameras on me
Niggas can't control me, ain't no handles on me
Shit don't get out of hand it get handled, homie
Got a pretty young girl look like Janet on me (word)
She a pretty penny and she know I'm doin' numbers
'Til we crash up the whole database (what)
I bring her home like I'm base to base to base (yeah)
Closet lookin' like Planet of the Bathing Apes

What, you think this life just landed on me?
My whole city look like it's abandoned, homie
Yeah we came straight out of those abandones homies
Every wish we ever had got granted, homie
And I'll never take that shit for granted
Even when the marble floor and counter top is all granite
Back before I got paid any advances
Back when my rollie was tickin', no dancin'

Nigga, never did I slip or I panic
Even if I was the captain of Titanic
Ridin' through the North Atlantic, homie
I'd never jump crew or abandon, homie
All the fruits of my labor organic, homie
Making sure my family tree got hammocks on it
And a good guy can chance, especially if he short-changed
So fuck is my ransom, homie?

Money bag, money bag, money bag
Money bag, money bag, money bag
Money bag, money bag, money bag
Money bag, money bag, money bag (yeah)

I always wanted to stunt so hard (yeah)
I always wanted to ride that whip (always)
I always wanted to fuck that bitch (always)
Thank you God I fucked that bitch (God)
I always wanted to live this life (life)
I always wanted to wear that ice (all this ice)
I always wanted paradise
I always wanted paradise

Ahuh, straight up, finally famous, nigga

I always wanted paradise
Oh damn
Damn
(Mike WiLL Made-It)

Aww, damn, I'm illuminated, man I knew I'd make it
And I get that shit accumulated
Never throwin' money out, I boomerang it
Finally famous over everything, that's a numerator
Weed lit, yeah it's luminated, room lookin' like it's fumigated
Bitch, my crew invaded
When I walk in man they body to body
Hold up everybody, don't worry man I got it, I got it
I need a hunid dollar bill, photocopy the email and copy

Man I'm goin' hard all season, these hoes goin' both ways, offense, defense
Livin' life on the deep end, F-F allegiance
Beat the odds and got even
What you think, that we just started nigga?
Boy the sword just got sharper, nigga
This ain't war, we just sparring nigga
I was on the rooftop with my nigga
Mike Carson nigga, shootin' that Too Fake video

My nigga, we all in, we set ourselves apart from all our apartments
What's up in Flordia? No Marlins nigga
I'm that Shawn, no Marlon nigga
Look at my girl, nigga, fuck yo' bae list
Fuck yo' night list, fuck yo' day list, fuck yo' playlist
I'm from the D, fuck your A-list
I been workin' 8 days a week
I don't even know what the fuck today is

I hit the booth and I just went super saiyan
I run with the purp like I play with the Ravens
These bitches ran a rave and
Hope I never have to go back watching Everybody Loves Raymond
Eating ramen, nigga, this paradise
Life's a fuckin' paradox, a pair of dice
If they not rolling with you, then they parasites
Nigga I had that vision, it was Clearsight, nigga
Sean Don