TYP-O – Paradise

TYP-O – Paradise Lyrics

Artist: TYP-O
Song: Paradise

Verse
You know i gota keep it real/
And the truth gon hurt could give a f#ck bout how you feel/
Call it how i see it what I’m seein isnt chill/

I’m callin out the b#llsh#t f#ck a record deal/
I ain’t smokin weed Sippin lean Poppin xans/
I ain’t trappin out the bando and I’m still the f#ckin man/
Smoke a black think about how my lifes in my hands/

Think on what i wanna do but is it really who i am/
So many avenues to take/
No matter which i wanna do i know that I’d be great/
But why i wanna do it is it just a paper chase/

Nah im tryna be the real that way yall can see the fakes/
Life stories are the grains in the sands of time/
And i don’t hear the fake sh#t they just pantomime/
Everybody got a god right hand to mine/

I would trade ten pеnnies for a nineties dimе/
I know it’s not about the money but the world dont/
Im jus a hippie in the city wit a curl fro/
Everybody tellin stories like its burnt toast/

Scrapin off the burnt part, butter up the rest tho/
Magic makin music like presto, les go/
Sick when i spit like strep throat, hell no/
Anybody want it they can get it any minute/

When im finished ima do you like my ex, what next tho/
Father is a legend I’m the son of a gun/
I’m a jack all trades but a master of none/
They be posin for the snap like a model or sum/

But they ain’t even gettin paid they just actin a bunch/
p#ss# serial killer yea I’m the captain of crunch/
Ain’t no tellin what happened i’ll jus be happy to come/
All peace no beef vaggies packed in my lunch/

Im dismiss all the sh#t wit the smack of my gums/
Hook
Man I ain’t trippin I’m jus livin life/
Tryna find the best way to get to paradise/

A couple n#gg#s that are gone i want their advice/
I gota check it all out get it verified/ (x2)
Verse
Yea all this mumble rap got ya heads noddin/

All this sauce music make me wanna go hopsin/
But if its what you like then get it poppin/
No option go bump it down the street loud as f#ck and don’t stop it/
Cuz at the end of the day/

I’ll still be doin my thang/
I’ll still be gettin the pay/
I’ll still be fillin my plate/
I’ll become one of the greats/

And ill be doin okay/
But if im honest
I ain’t worried bout these frivolous thangs/
Man i jus wanna be a better me/

Wanna be a king but the weight of the crown weighs heavily/
Elders lookin at me like “you tellin me”/
Regardless of the struggles real men will keep it peddling/
Hook

Man I ain’t trippin I’m jus livin life/
Tryna find the best way to get to paradise/
A couple n#gg#s that are gone i want their advice/
I gota check it all out get it verified/ (x2)
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Release Year: 2008

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