Paradise - Rob Curly

Walking, in a crooked line headed to success

Tryna let the bird fly, caged in my chest

Locked in with blunt smoke, and heartbreak and soul

Like I’m Santa at the front, tho, droppin' off coal

All I got left are photos in my phone

Missed calls from «Don't answer», missed calls from home

Same number, same phone, same misses wrong

Smoke with her father whose close with her mom

Now I’m stuck with wise words, life’s movin' on

«Rob, you’ll find a nice girl, wife her up and all!»

Lighten up your silver linings, lighten up

Probably not a Mike and Ike for every time I lost my pride

I’m not being funny when I’m telling you it’s rap or die

Once you take a leap of fate then you really gotta fly

I feel alive, getting mine, losin', I was asinine

Workin' hard to pass the time, all the time (all the time)

But where does the time go?

(Where?)

I thought it was forever, but nothin' lasts forever, I’m here right now.

(Right now, yeah)

I’m here right now (Right now)

I’m ready for whatever, whether bad or better

I’m here right now (Right now)

I’m here right now

Right.

Now

Restless energy, is the sin of me

One step feels like a thousand, like a millipede

Come up out your pockets, cause talk is cheap

And I don’t got the appetite for petty beef

Let me speak, let me get a word, in

Tellin' me you’ll turn around and leave 'em screaming «turn»

Then, curve your way up outta here, get out of here

Dibbled here and dabbled there

Hard to hide a bad affair

Never fear, dropped her like an empty beer

Cassie dear, fuck you very much, still would love to fuck

Thank you very much, smoked a blunt to forget you

Never will forget you, never had a heart

But that’s never been an issue, cause words are

The be all, and end all, and women, addicted, to them like, the menthol

Some girls are mental

Some girls are simple

Some girls are permanent

Some girls are pencil…

But everybody’s different (True)

And everybody got a little something to prove

And I ain’t on a mission (Work)

But I ain’t tryna waste another day like a fool

This… Is paradise.

Relax

Too, too, too much rapper traffic, stop

Not enough rappers gettin', guap

Charge into the game, homie’s outta juice

Drownin' in the fame, and the flippin' views

I’m just tryna live good and live on

Conducting, a bandwagon, back off or get on

Bullshit is for the birds, fuck with them, get shit on

Run hard, dive in, knock on, the pylon

Touchdown for my team, iPhones and flatscreens

Worth more than life itself to those of us with nothin' else

Wishing, for wealth, paychecks on belts

Didn’t stop for latex, now she need ya help

Boo-hoo, sad story, young dad, still boring

Been there, done that, seen hell, came back

Egad, true life, same shit, new type

Old hoes, new problems, same days, same nights

I’m here right now

(Right now)