A.Dd+ - Paris Pen lyrics

[Verse 1:Paris P] No one can f** with me I ain't co*ky I just call it how I see it Sittin in a city that's at the bottom But I'm feelin on top of the world sittin closer to aaliyah Emotionally fevered God knows my struggle Free my brother Vonte Gotta love the hustle Street n***a logic: money solves all your problems But I'll run up in ya spot with that blocka cus I ain't got none Headed to the studio again Cadi almost on E had to ride out in the rain Washin down my real n***a pains E&J seems to keep a n***a sane But when its gone I'm the only one to blame Broke and almost bummy, I don't usually smoke BUT roll up the skunky Let me spit something funky I know we in the lead but I try to stay humbly Protect my future seed so I'm stackin all the money A maggot from that nawf now I do it to the fullest And you n***as fly equals a gun that's shooting with no bullets (don't pull it) n***as and kings, b**hes and queens don't mean a damn thing when we all chase the same dream Who's the leader of u n***as-show me I'm tryna k** yo boss like a disgruntled employee -- f**-- [Verse 2:Paris P} A.Dd+ Ho I'm spittin up a thunderstorm in the midst of hurricanes wit a snow storm as my audience I call Gravy up and he don't pick up Guess its just another night on some solo sh** That's my brother tho This that spit it in some bad weather flow Kick it for a few with some bad, fair-weather hoes Who never tell me no and my past won't let me let these b**hes close So my s** life is like give and go pick and roll pull her hair lose control I speak the truth so that's food to my soul You hoes'll get the boot if you slowin up my roll I let another n***a shoot cus its too easy to eco' Mayne you n***as too easy to roast I ain't the type to brag but its too easy to boast I say,nand if you didn't know Ima leave you on this note -Paris P Ho-what up [Verse 3:Paris P] They say the gra** is greener on the other side Either its just a rumor or they simply lied Same gra** different yard when i jumped the fence So when i scream f** the world i dont mean no offense Tired of being led astray by politics And they label it tradition, THATS A PILE OF sh*t Put a n***a on probation or the county bench Drop the papers 4 years later i was still hitting licks Cause a job won't hire me for such and such Can only blame myself 18 years old f**in up At the time it always feels right don't it I was told plan for the future live in the moment Live with the repercussions dont matter if yeeon want em/ I can be a street n***a that dont mean i condone em Life can be tricky might pull a flea flicker Gotta be on ya guard when you out here bending cornas And this birds and bees relationship of mine Seems to always be on the decline Back & forth arguing, always the pettiest Yo heart ain't really in it u just not woman enough to say the sh** Damn where the muthaf**in support go Shiiiit you dont even come out to my shows Work some regular 9 to 5 -that's not me TRUE everybody wanna do this -but they not me- Scrappy