Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Russ
Russ
Vocals
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Paul Hardcastle
Paul Hardcastle
Songwriter
Russell Vitale
Russell Vitale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Russ
Russ
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I think this might be paradise
I just hope it lasts forever
I think this might be wonderland
I just hope it lasts forever
[Verse 2]
Ricky Rozay!
Yeah, yes
(Maybach Music)
[Verse 3]
Get you out to France, fly you out to Nice (Uh)
Or we can chill out in Atlanta, let's enjoy the feast
We can do the spa, we can do the mall
I bet it do the job, she wish she with the boss
Livin' like a movie's what she work for
I got the fitty in the crib, that's on the first floor (First floor)
The Belaire with the lemons, what she thirst for
Diggin' through your soul, your spirit's what I search for
Bricks and baguettes, ain't nothin' above this (Maybach Music)
Tongue-kissin' with sex, we fell in love quick
Red leather double R, I'm on some don shit
Black bottle boy and all white bosses
[Verse 4]
I think this might be paradise
I just hope it lasts forever
I think this might be wonderland
I just hope it lasts forever
[Verse 5]
Yeah, yeah
Lookin' around at the collision of ambition and vision
I'm really startin' to believe that I just dream for a living
I couldn't play it safe, that's way too risky for me
Instead, I'm walkin' out of shows with like two-fifty on me
I couldn't sit around and wait, I had to hustle on it
Too busy lookin' for success, that's how I stumbled on it
Russ got the potion, fuck just hopin'
Luck tends to bet on the ones in motion
Wrote one check, took care of my parents' debt, tell the IRS
Six figures doesn't make me sweat, I'm flyin' on jets
G4's for four of us, real spacious
Bought my family cars and I buy them all places
Apartment complexes that I own, low-key shit
Gettin' paid from rooms where haters probably send tweets
It's seamless, becomin' what I'm meant to be
God just keep on blessin' me in front of all my enemies, yeah
[Verse 6]
I think this might be paradise
I just hope it lasts forever
I think this might be wonderland
I just hope it lasts forever
[Verse 7]
(I'm in)
Nothin' last forever unless you talkin' 'bout my rap game
I can do it to you like this or like that, man
No pressure on me, I'm the freshest, homie
Walk by faith, to see me is to know me
Undeniable, reliable, as fly as they come
The prodigal son and I am the one
Insurmountable funds, that's for my daughter and son
See, I remember gettin' nickels, dimes, quarters, and ones
See, I ain't lookin' back no more, I'm up in paradise
Eatin' steaks and shrimp like a pimp and that's every night
Steppin' out the shower to a mink floor
I'm in the hills gettin' money, I got pink toe
Max my stacks, axe just like Rico
Penthouse suite at Danico
I open my blinds to get a view
Now tell a **** what it really do
[Verse 8]
I think this might be paradise
I just hope it last forever
I think this might be wonderland
I just hope it last forever
[Verse 9]
(I'm in)
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Paul Hardcastle, Russ, William Leonard Roberts II
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