Aeo - Paradise lyrics

Verse 1 (Aeo) What's the damn subject matter You know what it don't even matter Flow dripping like an old bladder Wet flow spit fire that's smoke f** it let's go At all ya'll neck cutting throats Grind till I got a house maid and a moat Accept nothing less than dying a goat Told y'all n***as f** it let's go I'm just checking for checks straight stacking my dough My bars got bars straight stacking this flow This inscription the matrix I'm cold with these codes But I'm bragging right now and you probably don't know Excuse me my bad where the f** are my manners We outchea for real call me Aeo the camper From the sticks in the woods call it home or the hood Got cold in the winter got heat from the oven Now hoes treating me like my nickname mclovin That's an icebox to a nice box Hair long b**h don't touch on these locs Got to get these knots not an option to not n***a Chorus It's a paradise paradox Paradigm about paradise Pair of dimes rolling a pair of dice Paradigm about paradise Pair of dimes rolling a pair of dice The paradise paradox f**ing Paradise Verse 2 (Blew Flame)