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the pace
Everybody wanna piece of paradise in red lace
But you keep that pussy guarded by the grace of traumas gates
Baby you got sex appeal, my eyes on you

If there's a problem baby Girl my go to
Wanna get to me? She the one you gotta go through
I hustle hard lil Baby match my efforts
A diamond in

kinda faded by the pot
Contact kinda feelin' like I'm in woodstock
Hazy eyes, in the skies by the mask of the gas
As we vibe on the beach with the freaks

Black G's want to trap cheese though they never bite uh
Lil players ball hard for tall broads
Even the score boards against all odds
You know we've seen

I'm so Crip I go by Celsius like, "What's a Fahrenheit?" (Crip, Crip)
Wen I die I hope C.I.p with Nip, Doo Doo and Semi up in paradise

Feel like

Spend My Life [radio version]

Young Soulja the Realest

The Alliance

2017

still remember the first time I looked into your eyes/
You set me from islands to paradise/
We been a lil' more then friends/
We break up to makeup

the streets
See I'm a hood dude, on Collins Ave eatin' good food
It's like paradise with all the **** I been through - for real
Nights askin' am I gon make it

This the story of my life
Through these lyrics ice down ya spine
This a lil' different from Bill of Rights
Think we got some trouble in paradise
Step

you
And keep growing on
Just know
Whatever you decide
Moving real quick always be right by your side
You always down to ride
Yeah loving you is paradise

of speech,
I said what I said, and I do what I preach
Aye, uh, lil' boy yous a leech
Askin' why I'm poppin', it's a matter of reach
Uh, aye, I ain't playin'

be winning
You like the meanest
Girl I’ve ever seen
Told you before
He don’t stick by your side
Know I’m here till the ride
Girl you deserve better
He

the streets
See I'm a hood dude, on Collins Ave eatin' good food
It's like paradise with all the **** I been through - for real
Nights askin' am I gon make it

know the answer baby

Lil baby I’m ready so just let me know
You and me we don’t need to go so slow
From the bottom to the top yeah by my own
Baby can

wanna reconnect (yeah, yeah)
You will never see me switchin sides (yeah)
I cannot keep 40 by my side
In my ends and mans I recognize
If you know I'm on it

time passes by
I wanna sleep in your hands tonight
You’re my lil’ girl, I wanna die for
Letters to Nikki, that’s what im living for

Under pressure

homies moved in the spot with Lil' Wood
See, n*ggas this way don't give a damn about you hoes
We find real estate in the midst of robbin yo's
With Benzis

the three-wheel, made a left on Kemp
I dropped that my old crib just
To see it's all good
The little homies moved in the
Spot with Lil' Wood
See, niggas this way