Gimmie that 10 note
I'll give it back when its ten fold
I'll open up that window
So we can live the dream off ten shows
If you not there don't get involved
I got a lot of people making intros
But wont stay from my end prose
From the 4-6-80, my postcode
You got a pocket full of my old hoes
Can't sleep on me I'm a No Doz
But she sleep on me when the door close
She say other rappers? I don't know those, huh
I'm just playing for now but who knows
Maybe I'll be renowned for inducing renounce
Maybe I won't
But nothing realer than the sound I've proposed
It's here
Slapping speakers and flowing clear
'til I croak or I blow your ears, ugh
Like Lambo start shit
I drop top shit
Yeah this that frog shit
Hop out and grrrrah shit
Tape saying caution 'cause I'm dangerous when I mop up
Lilies on the cover, push your flowers tryna stop us, yeah
But try anyway
My accomplishments just a matter of time anyway
Tryna make a hunnit bands in three hours
Just to drop fifty bands on my hands to tell the hours
Bust down Rollie, want the trophy on my wrist, yuh
Y'all don't know me, I go Kobe, no assists, yuh
My shit Ryobi, so just phone me for the fix, yuh
My shit Ryobi, this my tool, squeeze the trigger
Blaow!
No one can check me
Ticking 'em boxes for envy
I've seen better days
They all straight ahead of me
So keep on playing my mp3
Reaching for space like I'm Kennedy
Till I know what's serenity
Like God Tiller on melody, I got it
Don't know where I'd be without it
Carry the weight of raw talent with no one here to spot it
Its been a lot of lonely nights to make this happen
Y'all will never know my feelings off they first reaction
When they steady pressing play on my love and passion
Music Through You and I, the beauty of my thoughts in action
Paint my dreams in reality after I imagine
Wish it were that easy
But still want it like
Still want it like
Yeah
Touch road with a bad bitch
In a foreign whip, no average
Knocking two hunnit on the dash
'Cause this rap shit I've been maxing
Got paradise for an address
Nike Cortez with a passion
Tom Fords snapping for the fashion
Awards stacking up for the mantle
Not a worry in sight
Cause this shit is unbelievable
All my life
Living lucid becomes feasible
Don't think twice
Cause making money never seasonal
And if I die
That's more to keep from you
Noel Joshua - Paradise Freestyle Lyrics
Noel Joshua - Paradise Freestyle Lyrics
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Gimmie that 10 note
I'll give it back when its ten fold
I'll open up that window
So we can live the dream off ten shows
If you not there don't get involved
I got a lot of people making intros
But wont stay from my end prose
From the 4-6-80, my postcode
You got a pocket full of my old hoes
Can't sleep on me I'm a No Doz
But she sleep on me when the door close
She say other rappers? I don't know those, huh
I'm just playing for now but who knows
Maybe I'll be renowned for inducing renounce
Maybe I won't
But nothing realer than the sound I've proposed
It's here
Slapping speakers and flowing clear
'til I croak or I blow your ears, ugh
Like Lambo start shit
I drop top shit
Yeah this that frog shit
Hop out and grrrrah shit
Tape saying caution 'cause I'm dangerous when I mop up
Lilies on the cover, push your flowers tryna stop us, yeah
But try anyway
My accomplishments just a matter of time anyway
Tryna make a hunnit bands in three hours
Just to drop fifty bands on my hands to tell the hours
Bust down Rollie, want the trophy on my wrist, yuh
Y'all don't know me, I go Kobe, no assists, yuh
My shit Ryobi, so just phone me for the fix, yuh
My shit Ryobi, this my tool, squeeze the trigger
Blaow!
No one can check me
Ticking 'em boxes for envy
I've seen better days
They all straight ahead of me
So keep on playing my mp3
Reaching for space like I'm Kennedy
Till I know what's serenity
Like God Tiller on melody, I got it
Don't know where I'd be without it
Carry the weight of raw talent with no one here to spot it
Its been a lot of lonely nights to make this happen
Y'all will never know my feelings off they first reaction
When they steady pressing play on my love and passion
Music Through You and I, the beauty of my thoughts in action
Paint my dreams in reality after I imagine
Wish it were that easy
But still want it like
Still want it like
Yeah
Touch road with a bad bitch
In a foreign whip, no average
Knocking two hunnit on the dash
'Cause this rap shit I've been maxing
Got paradise for an address
Nike Cortez with a passion
Tom Fords snapping for the fashion
Awards stacking up for the mantle
Not a worry in sight
Cause this shit is unbelievable
All my life
Living lucid becomes feasible
Don't think twice
Cause making money never seasonal
And if I die
That's more to keep from you
I'll give it back when its ten fold
I'll open up that window
So we can live the dream off ten shows
If you not there don't get involved
I got a lot of people making intros
But wont stay from my end prose
From the 4-6-80, my postcode
You got a pocket full of my old hoes
Can't sleep on me I'm a No Doz
But she sleep on me when the door close
She say other rappers? I don't know those, huh
I'm just playing for now but who knows
Maybe I'll be renowned for inducing renounce
Maybe I won't
But nothing realer than the sound I've proposed
It's here
Slapping speakers and flowing clear
'til I croak or I blow your ears, ugh
Like Lambo start shit
I drop top shit
Yeah this that frog shit
Hop out and grrrrah shit
Tape saying caution 'cause I'm dangerous when I mop up
Lilies on the cover, push your flowers tryna stop us, yeah
But try anyway
My accomplishments just a matter of time anyway
Tryna make a hunnit bands in three hours
Just to drop fifty bands on my hands to tell the hours
Bust down Rollie, want the trophy on my wrist, yuh
Y'all don't know me, I go Kobe, no assists, yuh
My shit Ryobi, so just phone me for the fix, yuh
My shit Ryobi, this my tool, squeeze the trigger
Blaow!
No one can check me
Ticking 'em boxes for envy
I've seen better days
They all straight ahead of me
So keep on playing my mp3
Reaching for space like I'm Kennedy
Till I know what's serenity
Like God Tiller on melody, I got it
Don't know where I'd be without it
Carry the weight of raw talent with no one here to spot it
Its been a lot of lonely nights to make this happen
Y'all will never know my feelings off they first reaction
When they steady pressing play on my love and passion
Music Through You and I, the beauty of my thoughts in action
Paint my dreams in reality after I imagine
Wish it were that easy
But still want it like
Still want it like
Yeah
Touch road with a bad bitch
In a foreign whip, no average
Knocking two hunnit on the dash
'Cause this rap shit I've been maxing
Got paradise for an address
Nike Cortez with a passion
Tom Fords snapping for the fashion
Awards stacking up for the mantle
Not a worry in sight
Cause this shit is unbelievable
All my life
Living lucid becomes feasible
Don't think twice
Cause making money never seasonal
And if I die
That's more to keep from you
Writer: Noel Joshua De Torres
Copyright: Lyrics © Noel Joshua De Torres, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Noel Joshua De Torres, O/B/O DistroKid