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typ-o (iowa) - paradise lyrics

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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 bullsh+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/
scr+pin off the burnt part, b+tter up the rest tho/
magic makin music like presto, les go/
sick when i spit like strep throat, h+ll 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+ssy serial k!ller 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+ggas 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+ggas that are gone i want their advice/
i gota check it all out get it verified/ (x2)

- typ o iowa lyrics

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