Welcome to Paradise

[Verse 1]
Bonjour, we been through the hatred like a contour
Consistently conquer, can I get an encore
Want more and more like, shots of the conjure
Paradise life like, lights through the Tom Fords
My mind wars, help me as this time sores forward to a promise faith, for my town
Senator! I run this state, some would say nah cause they sour like vinegar
Yeah this that heat, you can check it like temperature
Finish'em bred via poverty so all I see is wimbledons
Lets pull up and pop the Remington till killers turn into minute men
Opportunist to the soonest, since I use corrective action
Irrational mind soon brings doom plus static
Ratchets want the status, I'm askin'
Cause if so plastic is problematic, so strategic
Hatred I can't stand it, paraplegic I mean it
Shhh! hear the beat breathing, genius
It's all good man, it's really all good though
Matt Reed, Triple D is really what ya'll should know
Could do it fast but i'd rather do it real slow
Niggas talking down trying to stunt, but I will grow
Never tripping one hundred until I go folk
Smoking dope for the slow pokes, do it for the poor folk
Fuck one time is the popo, got a blunt rolled
Only for the celebration, special occasion
Spent a long time on my grind I was faded man niggas couldn't fade me
I been so amazing the women that didn't birthed me they still call me baby
My 360 circle they keep it so wavy
And they stick around just to witness the greatness
And this for the ones that doubted the making
Now we out in in Jamaica laid up

[Hook x2]
Encore, yeah I need that encore
Yeah I need that encore
Yeah I need that encore, I want more

[Verse 2]
Why stunt, why you want to front in front these niggas for
One life to live it up, freeze frame picture us
Sellin' off that Cali, pacific puff carcinogen
Are everywhere we breathe so who gives a fuck
All I trust is me because i'm self disciplined
Girls I say i'm trippin cause I keep it realistic man
And ain't nobody perfect, we all got our crutches
Hypocrites they love it i'm like fuck it man im focused
Hit the track like localmotives, smoking
Hard work potent, toasting to the summer time
On them hoes im coming down
Coming down, coming down, coming down
Coming down, coming down, bitch i'm coming down
Stand out persistent never searching for a hand out
Executing plans now, man down
Camera lens i'm focused, as my life pans out
No camera man to cut the scenes but everything will fan out
Cash cow with this music I flow lucid
Living through these muses brains and beauty with a booty
Your such a perfect cutie i'm a triple D nigga
Yeah
But you can never do me
Ain't a such thing as perfect even if I come an inch close
Copped a burner from Paris I call that shit french toast
It's Matt Reed, please check your memos
10/4 now get low, like the diminuendo

[Outro]
Yeah
Welcome to the Matt Reed project
Enjoy your journey, stay attentive and witness history
Welcome to paradise