.[Intro: Morphed Rob Curly]
This... Is Paradise. Relax
[Verse 1: Rob Curly]
Walking, in a crooked line headed to success
Tryna let the bird fly, caged in my chest
Locked in with blunt smoke, and heartbreak and soul
Like I'm Santa at the front, tho, droppin' off co.
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