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Paradise Yeah (Ear Drummers) Uh huh (Mike WiLL Made It, Mike WiLL) I always wanted to stunt so hard I always wanted to ride that whip I always wanted to f*** that bitch Thank you, God, I fuc*** that bitch I always wanted to live this life I always wanted to wear that ice I always wanted paradise I always wanted paradise Look, now 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 She a pretty penny and she know I'm doing numbers Till we crash up the whole database I bring it home like I'm base to base to base 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 And we came straight out of those abandoned homes 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 ticking, no dancing Nigga, never did I slip or I panic Even if I was the captain of Titanic Riding through the north Atlantic, homie I never jumped crew or abandoned, homie All the fruits of my labor organic, homie Making sure my family tree got hammocks on it And a good guy can change, 'specially if he short-changed So f*** 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 I always wanted to stunt so hard I always wanted to ride that whip I always wanted to f*** that bitch Thank you, God, I fuc*** that bitch I always wanted to live this life I always wanted to wear that ice I always wanted paradise I always wanted paradise [Interlude] Straight up, Finally Famous, ni*** Aw damn, damn [Verse 2] Aw damn, I'm illuminated, man, I knew I make it And I get that shit accumulated Never throwing 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 Hol' up everybody, don't worry, man, I got it, I got it I need a hundred dollar bill, photocopy the email and copy Man, I'm going 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, ni***? Boy, the sword just got sharper, ni*** This ain't war, we just sparring, ni*** I was on the rooftop with my ni*** Mike Carson, ni*** Shootin' that "Too Fake" video, my ni***, we all in We set ourselves apart from all our apartments Was up in Florida, no Marlins, ni*** I'm that Shawn, no Marlon, ni*** Look at my girl ni***, f*** yo' bae list F*** yo' night list, f*** yo' day list, f*** yo' playlist I'm from the D, f*** your A-list I been working 8 days a week I don't even know what the f*** 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 rant and rave I hope I never have to go back watching Everybody Loves Raymond Eating ramen, ni***, this paradise Life's a fuc*** paradox and pair of dice If they not rolling with you, then they parasites ni*** I had that vision, it was ClearSight, ni***, Sean Don
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