J-BU$H - Another Day in Paradise Lyrics

Another day another dollar
Don't quit I gotta
Get rich pop collar
Feed the fam no problem
Cause I got the spot blowing up like boom
(Just another day in Paradise)
Another day another dollar
Finna leave I holla
God lead I follow
Pump gas full throttle
Pulling off in the wind like zoom
Yeah
(Just another day in Paradise)
Tanasi, all we need is us
Cut the TV off
Turn my CD Up
Going back home
With my people yeah
We in Paradise
We in (Yeah, Hey)
Tanasi, all we need is us
Cut the TV off
Turn my CD Up
Going back home
With my people yeah hey
(Just another day in Paradise)
I been having convos in the mirror tryna feel the love
Now it's switching up I see a smile check the temperature
Pick-me-ups used to be my vices couldn't get enough
Signing off I don't need 'em now here's my signature
I love my fam, I love my bros
I love my town I love it
Took a bit for me to love myself lugging luggage
Had to drop em trying to pull up proper in a cutlass
And I love it damn I hate to sound redundant but it's
Up opposite of down
Lost up in the world now just look at what I found
Found a piece of mind broke to pieces on the ground
This a better reason so my thesis so profound
Now damn looky bro was blue as Tookie clothes
Where the boogie go on the bench
Barely touched the court
Played the rookie role
So alone now I dream of home
Cooking cookie dough with mini-me
Playing Tennessee on the road
Tanasi, all we need is us
Cut the TV off
Turn my CD Up
Going back home
With my people yeah
We in Paradise
We in (Yeah, Hey)
Tanasi, all we need is us
Cut the TV off
Turn my CD Up
Going back home
With my people yeah hey
(Just another day in Paradise)
There I go, hop up in the whip
Then I flip the switch
Bumping eight-Ball, MJG
Now it's triple six remind me when
I was in the crib with my brother 'em
In the bricks where you taught to fight and don't ever snitch
Telling truth used to backflip off the roof
Land on that patchy grass where Bobby Lo chipped his tooth
Thought we was bulletproof couldn't lose
Till I lost dust it off as I cruise
Down the streets, I used to walk (uh)
Make a right at Christenberry Heights
Even though they changed the name it's still paradise
Down Bretta yeah the block I learned to ride a bike
Flying kites hit the tree orange leaves
Falling through the sunlight
Then hit east playing Getty Green
Down Magnolia finna visit pops at Walter P
These streets remind me of the struggles ones I can't repeat
Got to love 'em cause they turned me to a better me
Knoxville
All we need is us
Cut the TV off
Turn my CD Up
Going back home
With my people yeah
Aye, 901
423, 865, 615
931 We outside
731 We outside
We outside
(Just another day in Paradise)