Paradise (Freestyle)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Paradise (Freestyle) was released on September 26, 2018 by The Family as a part of the album Ghetto Fab Chronicles
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Lyrics
[Intro]
(If you need me, baby, I'm for real)
Paradise sound like a paradox to me (The rest of your life, I'll take you to paradise)
Let's get to that
I don't even know what paradise is
(If you want it, baby, just be real)
Sounds nice, though (The rest of your life, I'll take you to paradise)
Let's go get it then
(I'm gonna give you all my love, yeah)
Ayy
[Verse 1]
I need somebody to take me to paradise
But seem like I have more luck with a pair of dice
I'm tryna bring somebody home my parents like
But all I keep meetin' is leeches and parasites
They know I got the check on me like a pair of Nikes
But if I make the chicken, she gotta prepare the rice
We all started broke, you gotta repair your life
Can't be here for sunny days, then disappear at night
She gotta clean up nice and know how to pair it right
Even chill vibes, a tee, and a pair of tights
Any day can be a Fashion Week, Paris night
So she gotta match my fly like I booked a pair of flights
Speakin' of flights, how 'bout Bali with the fam'?
I brought the GoPro with me, Kali got the cam'
Throw a lil' somethin' up, alley for the 'Gram
They be in her comments jelly 'cause they probably in a jam
Paradise, where you at, miss? (Shawty, where you at?)
Even Trey, like, "Where you at, miss?" (Shawty, where you at?)
We done been around the atlas
Even checked in Bali, up in Atlas
Hotel by the beach, but the villa closer
Got the kid ballin' out here, Villanova
Black sand gave 'em tar heels, Carolina
I'm talkin' Stackhouse, Rasheed, Carolina
Shawty AWOL, but I know where to find her
Bikini all day, but at night, we wear designer
Comin' from the jungle full of junkies and rats
Now we in the jungle with the monkeys and bats
Back home, they get the stick just to yellow tape shit
Out here, you got the stick so they don't go apeshit
That's wild, that no matter where you travel at
It's all a part of life, same shit, different habitat
Risked freedom doin' dumb shit with friends
Now I'd rather be catchin' sunset at Finns
Pink and blue skies over red and blue lights
My **** last appeal, he already blew twice
Bang, bang, Bali gang, red and blue life
Rose sippin' on the red pool with the blue lights
Cookin' up, couple things, took it up
Terrace pool, bottom see-through, things are lookin' up
So maybe paradise is a couple pair of nice young ladies at the house on tequila, paired with ice
Playing music through a Bluetooth-paired device
Kickin' it with the homies and gettin' some peer advice
Or could it be a private but transparent life?
Growin' old together, livin' grandparent life
Yeah, engagement rings with the pear shape is nice
But every bad bitch ain't prepared to be a wife, so
I think you gotta make your own paradise
You only live once and we all perish, right?
It costs to be the boss and you can't compare the price
So before you meet death, you better experience life, yeah
[Outro]
(If you need me, baby, I'm for real) Yeah
(The rest of your life, I'll take you to paradise)
(If you want it, baby, just be real)
(The rest of your life, I'll take you to paradise)
(I'm gonna give you all my love, yeah)
Written by: John Jackson


