Paradise (feat. Popeye & Sam)

Yeah

I got these motherfucking warlocks in this biatch

So you know its all about that World War 3 ****

You feel me ****

My **** Sam

My **** Popeye

Shout out to my **** BI-Geezy you off in this bitch

Feel me

My future, my focus, paradise

Criminal slash pistol popper tote the badder dice

And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive

I keep the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus, paradise

Criminal slash pistol popper tote the badder dice

And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive

I keep the real motherfuckers alive

Yeah, look

Intentions to leave a course, remorse is extinct

**** murder and lust the course we own is mislink

The pack we don't want it lead to unknowns

Like understanding life and why we here and some gone

I'm mystified conspicuous eyes vision my glory

Camouflage and wish we hiding side of the hallways

The narrow road has followed the battle hole of hollows I spit

To keep the real alive to have tomorrow

Murderer slash real **** slash ghetto celebrity

To often have life and death we hope to never see

The destiny of what's real, is my fate to not hate

Confusion keep unfolding that the migrates, my Lord

Protectin' my face, flinching is forbiddin

Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for living?

Keep the real alive, the fake get famous with death

Keep the real real, bitch **** are laid to rest

My future, my focus, paradise

Criminal slash pistol popper tote the badder dice

And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive

I keep the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus, paradise

Criminal slash pistol popper tote the badder dice

And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive

I keep the real motherfuckers alive

Faster between the streets I held on

Promoted through pistols and either elsewhere

Silent and helped to hold on for killer that said a self-prayer

To walk away beside the Lord

Sinners repent so we divide the sword

Behind the tents I mean be riding cars

Standing off the roof of a killer

To murder made life

Focused than any president living that carry shade ice

That live amongst the fallen few

To walk away the day they calling you

And freeze the heat when they come crawling through

Breathing from the top of it's lungs

Tomorrow it will shut down

**** that held a piece of my heart they never let down

Was yet to come before the Lord

I thought my father supposed to show the card

These **** camouflage to blow the guard

Making me a part of the wind, suspend will now hell

Everything operated in time to end when I fail

Beside the walls of badder shit

I run the streets and chose to stand and spit

Behind the gate the hater grabbin' pit

My future, my focus, paradise

Criminal slash pistol popper tote the badder dice

And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive

I keep the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus, paradise

Criminal slash pistol popper tote the badder dice

And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive

I keep the real motherfuckers alive

Now check it

Now spill on my proverbs, I bless you

You bless the next ****

Its for the best **** believe me

They say money is the root of all evil

I say only when it's in the clutches of the wrong people

Ya feel that

If murder is the medicine for fools

Who refuse to abide by these rules

You lose your cool then you lose your shoes

To every **** in the struggle with big dreams

We were born with the hustle in my genes

I know it seems like we forbiddin'

Forced in ghetto living

Poverty stricken eating Popeye chicken and biscuits

With a lil' jelly for my lil' belly

That I just can't fill cause momma belly make the bills

And I know shit's real

When we go to school just to eat meals

And for dinner we got sleep ****, it's deep ****

With that you got that whole world against ya

Bitch ass **** have you forgotten God sent ya

Whoa