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Paradox
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Paradox was released on September 17, 2023 by Lovemore as a part of the album Progress
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Release DateSeptember 17, 2023
LabelLovemore
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aidan Wayne Stoaks
Aidan Wayne Stoaks
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ayy, I got my pen out the sky
Bitches be thinkin' I'm fly
My brothers my ride or my die
Everybody wonder why
I got my pen out the sky
Bitches be thinkin' I'm fly
My brothers my ride or my die
I got hella money when I'm comin' up and fuckin' all these hoes
God's disciples, they my bros
Everybody want my clothes
Hella fashion, I suppose
Runnin' to the top, I'm never stoppin' that's fo sho, ayy
I got hella money when I'm comin' up and fuckin' all these hoes
God's disciples, they my bros
Everybody want my clothes
Hella fashion, I suppose
Runnin' to the top, I'm never stoppin' that's fo sho
I know I come off as real complacent
If you think I'm shady, check my lawyer affidavit
Catch the flow on 2.5, I'm tryna catch a placement
I'm just puttin' time in tryna get up out my basement
Here's a statement, ain't nobody fuckin' with me
That's an undisputed truth,
Got all this money in my pocket
But I still hop in the booth
Relinquish all control I'm feelin' like I'm gonna be up next
I'm signing documents that give me shit
And signing all these checks
I'm pissed off, can't even manifest big thoughts
I'm gettin' my money up, been on my grind
I'm still balancin' life and work and every
Tiny little thing in between
I been chasing all my dreams
I been steering clear of beans
All my homies got beams
I'm an angel, no wings
Yeah, but I'm talkin' rap cap
Life is paradoxical in nature
Fuck a joystick, I'm a player
I'ma hate the game all the way till I get that paper
Paradoxical in nature
Fuck a joystick, I'm a player
I'ma hate the game all the way till I get that paper
Ay, yo, what, what
Ay, yo, bitch, uh
(Let this man speak the truth)
Ay, ay, yo
Please move, get up out my way
She said, fuck me, I'm like, wait
Don't nobody want your shit
Everybody know it's fake
Oh my bad that's my mistake
Foreign China, dinner plate
That's Fugazi fuck you, pay me
She my Mary, Hail Tom Brady
Throat me baby, ayy
I feel just like Gucci Mane up in 2006
Bitch, don't touch my Ricks
Ay, you be hoppin' on my dicks
Psilo valid, he legit
Ay, what, what, what
Ay, I got hella money
When I'm fuckin' all these hoes
God's disciples they my bros
Everybody want my clothes
Fashion I suppose
Runnin' to the top, I'm never stoppin', that's fo sho
Ay, yeah, ay
I got hella money
When I'm fuckin' all these hoes
God's disciples they my bros
Everybody want my clothes
Hella fashion I suppose
Runnin' to the top, I'm never stoppin', that's fo sho
Written by: Aidan Wayne Stoaks
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