Paradise Freestyle -

If you got fake followers that means you fake leading

And if that’s hard to swallow, it’s 'cause it ain’t sweet and

I tell her raw like I’m from the East but I’m from the West (got style)

Venice Beach chilling with some modelesques

Yes, it’s like shots in this industry

Gotta think three steps ahead 'fore you finish me (bitch)

Bitch please, I’m well seasoned

So don’t call my phone 'less we talking 'bout some (yeah)

Life is five six so I do as I please (skrr)

Used to curb me, now I got her on her knees

for a while, I planted so many seeds (yeah)

I’m waiting on the right time to harvest my money trees (yeah)

And no one ever said it would be easy (yeah)

And no I don’t expect a fucking freebie (yeah)

And yes I’m in the kitchen every day cooking up, getting greasy (yeah)

Strumming on this Gibson like my name is Eazy (yeah)

It’s hard to make it to the top when you tugging at my ladder (no)

But it gets a little better once I recognize the patterns (no)

I been learning not to listen to the bullshit and the chatter (sh)

Once I found my inner pieces like it doesn’t even matter what they say (huh)

Problems that come with being self-made (yeah)

You want a piece of the pie that you ain’t helped bake (yeah)

Still independent and I’m well-paid (wee)

I know you hating, hoping, praying that my wealth fades (bitch)

But outta mind shit, outta sight (yeah)

Long days and longer nights, uh

Tryna make it to paradise (yeah)

I been growing out my wings, time to take flight

I been working so hard but I don’t feel sore (nope)

I won’t stop until I’m top one hundred, billboard (top)

It’s not a whole lotta things that I killed for

But baby this the type of shit that I was built for