He turned into your everyday gangsta
I try to tell them i'm one of the
Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive
Fuck a good safe place like paradise,
Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill
Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill
But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live
Yas fuckin sit there and laugh like yas are in paradise
Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
And stereotypes just makes your life #roll till you find #paradise,
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child
It's like he's in paradise, but you're mind
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