Paradise Joey Fatts (Ft. A$ton Matthews & Waka Flocka Flame)

[Verse 1: Joey Fatts]
Two niggas can't fit no casket, so I'ma ask this
How can you act like I'm some self-centered bastard? I need a meal momma
I need a mill, and that shit don't fit on a platter so I need a deal Or I'ma rob and kill for the bread, leave a nigga's brains plastered
Like none of that shit matter
I gotta get this money right, I gotta get this cake up
I'm tryna cop these brand new Nikes, I'm tryna get my hair cut
Fuck nigga be aware of us, the bitch nigga predators
Treat a nigga like a ho, backhand like Roger Federer
Smokin' dope in the '87 Regal, niggas out trappin' like it's legal
Plottin' on C notes
So many shots I'm callin', keys lookin' like piles of pollen
And nigga took a loss now, back to ballin'
A nigga been chillin' with Spalding often
I bet my Ex wish she'd have answered my calls then
Cause now we can fuck and we ain't even together
Say suck my dick and hoes think that's clever
Cause a nigga the man and bitches see this cheddar
She says (?) better, I say you can't do better
Cause you let me fuck the first time that I met her
On the road to the gold, I'mma do it nigga
Don't flush that toilet, I got shit to prove nigga

[Hook: Joey Fatts]
I've been strugglin' all my life, I've been hustlin' all my life
Momma scufflin' all my life, nigga welcome to paradise
I've been strugglin' all my life, I've been hustlin' all my life
Momma scufflin' all my life, nigga welcome to paradise
But I love this shit, but I love this shit
If it wasn't for this I wouldn't be shit, boy nigga love this shit
Boy I love this shit, late night drummin' shit
If it wasn't for this I wouldn't be shit, boy nigga love this shit