Paradise II

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Norah Jones

Norah Jones (born Geethali Norah Jones Shankar; March 30, 1979) is an American singer-songwriter, pianist, and actress. She is the daughter of Indian sitar player Ravi Shankar and Sue Jones. She is also the paternal half-sister of Anoushka Shankar. more »

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Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la

Cruisin' through the borderlands, catch a vibe
Fatherhood my hustle, nowadays I'm makin' music on the side
I confide in the page, weed smoke fill the air, like Sage
Thirty-two my age, I spot a couple grays
Feel my blood pressure raise
No longer are the days of my childhood
My priority nowadays is making sure my wife and my child good
Steppin' to me, I wish you would
Lord of the Rings, my bling shine like Elijah Wood (ah-ah-ah)
Yeah, the lows be low, but the highs be good
Beneath the sheets, like Elle Osili-Wood
I pick up the mic, on my Gotti good
Retired and came back, just like they thought he would (uh-uh)
Feel it and face 'em (uh-uh)
I'm tryna face it (uh-uh), the rest is basic, uh (uh-uh)
Ayo, I want you to play this (uh-uh), and vibe in the ride (uh-uh)
I'm finally happy with the man (uh-uh), on the inside
Full of pride (uh-uh), full of fear
Been a decade, but I'm here, seein' clear
Different motivations, no longer the people that's up in my ear (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I woke up early on my born day, like Nasir in '94 (ah-ah-ah)
Three-hundred-sixty-five behind me now, plus one more
My physical frame made it beyond what they said it would
My debut album did better than Reddit said it would
Made it out the trap, but I got my gat, yeah, that's a fact
I'm runnin' it back, like "What's up?"
From the cover of XXL to my moment of clarity (ooh-ooh-ooh)
As I excel at Madison Square, I swear
The rap game will split your shit like an affair
Prepare for the worst
And this business shit can get grimy, got 'em all behind me
Come now, don't try me, 'cause I'm me, the God
Study bitches, like I'm abroad
This is Dad music, pick up the pen and know how to use it (ah-ah-ah)
Plenty responsibility and me know how to use it
Appreciative for what I got, 'cause people could lose it
Take these lyrics and use it (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Take the heart off my sleeve and transfuse it
I'm bleedin' as you listen to what I'm readin' (ooh-ooh-ooh)
No longer needin' approval and feedin' into the vision of the public
I'm above it, used to do it how they did it
'Cause I thought that's how you did it, now I do it, 'cause I love it
I don't covet everything they got that I don't (ooh-ooh-ooh)

Let me out of the water
Let me into your subject, babe
Let me out, out of the water
Let me into your subject, babe
Let me out of this water
Let me into your subject, babe
Get me out of this water
Get me into your subject, baby
Stop tryna make it right
Gotta get it nice and light
Won't you take me for a ride?
Take me into paradise
Gotta keep our heads tonight
Even if it makes a fight
Take me into paradise
Here I am in paradise

Ah shit, we out of gas
Yo, I gotta pull up in this gas station real quick
Yo, I'll pump, y'all grab some jacks here
Did your fat ass just say get some snacks?
Hahaha, sike nah, sike nah
Yo, I said, "Jacks", nigga, f*ck you
Man, I'm just playin' with you bro, I said, "Sike, nah"
Nah, nigga, you can't just be saying, "Sike, nah" like it's all fuckin' good
Aight man, damn
Ayy nigga, I think this nigga really do need some snacks
Hahaha
Ayy
What's up?
Lemme get some Cheetos
Ayy d-, ayy Logic look, shawty at the register kinda bad, you know what I'm sayin'?
Mm, goddamn, ayy girl, can I get a pack of Newport's?
And some Cheetos
(Uh, my name's not girl, its Nikki)
Nah, nah, nah, you see my homie over there?
(Yeah?)
Well, he's a rapper and we got this show tonight
If you give me your number, I can put you on the VIP-list
(That scrawny little white boy is a rapper? Haha, I'm good)
Come on Nikki, don't be that way, I was just tryna, you know
Everybody get your fuckin' hands up
(Aah)
Open the register, bitch
(Oh, shit)
I said, "Now", bitch, you wanna die today?
Oh shit, what the f*ck? Hey, hey, hey
You two, hands up
Ayy chill bro, chill, goddamn, what the
Put the money in the bag
Ayy, Logic
What? What?
Ayy nigga, get on your knees
What? What? No, I'm not gonna suck his dick, man
Nah, nah, nigga, get on your hands and knees and I'ma push him over you, nigga
Oh okay, oh alright, yeah
Yeah, bitch
Ayy, punk
F*ck you say?
Logic! (Oh shit, yo, I'm good)
Logic!
Nah, nah, nah, I'm good yo, this fuckin'-
This dude shot himself in the had when he fell down
Ayy, ayy bro, you alright?
Yeah, I've just, I've just never seen a niggas-a nigga's brains before
You haven't?
You have?
Yeah man, when I was like nine, I was just-
Yo, what the f*ck happened? Y'all alright?
Yeah yeah, yo this dude he tried to rob the place and he, he
(You saved me)
Ha, girl, you know it ain't no thing, I was just, you know
What? No, no, no
He ain't saved you bitch, we saved you
(How can I ever possibly repay you?)
You know, I was just doing what anybody woulda done forreal
(I'll do anything)
Anything?
(Anything)
Shit, suck a nigga dick or sum'

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