Fango in Paradiso (Francesca’s Version)

Lyrics

{VERSE 1} Time and time and time and time again/I find my mind resides inside a gym/you can't deny the time that I put in/so I defy the odds and play to win/the games design is flawed & kinda dim/so I decide the lines to draw and then/I grab a lighter doobie pad and pen/and wait to hear the angels chiming in/and I listen close/then forms manifest in the lines I wrote/from my desk to the booth to ya mind I hope/just don't overload or overdose/I'm over the ocean about to board the boat/floatin coast to coast like two bars of soap/to bring a word of hope so prepare a toast/as I propel off the scale like the chain was broke/and spring back like a time lapse/I'm reloaded/holdin on to faith like I'm tryna choke it/open up the safe cause its time to load it/focused I'm in motion like waves in oceans/so don't try to stop me/if you understand me say roger copy/its so demanding if you tryna watch me/cause I'll still be landin like a pilot got me/they tried to box me in but I broke out/and now I came to claim and grab the crown/I paved the way and made it solid ground/just to learn to walk across the clouds/its far to often y'all be in a drought/but I carry livin water in my mouth/when I spit you hear these scriptures pourin' out/so of course I'm tourin now from word of mouth/ {HOOK} /Everyday i be on it/Grindin tryna get paid/wakin' up in the mornin'/mind is still on this cake/Ya'll can do what you wanna/I'd rather stay on this chase/they say time is money my time is runnin' and i ain't tryna be late/i ain't tryna be late/repeat/ {VERSE 2} Time is primed my mind is findin' gems/they shinin every time I rhyme again/behind the lines are signs of times to come/so time is of the essence pressed to win/and the game of life/is actually full of pain and strife/and the controller never actin right/chip on ya shoulder tryna see what your reactions like/tryin' not to break down like a fraction right/I understand/I done been there too/comin up wit plans/cause the rent was due/then I ask God what I'm meant to do/He said speak words and make pictures move/so I do that/through mu-sac and spew facts/till newer rappers move back for boom pap/until the day niggas go back to real rap/I'll be up on they neck like the cape on durag/rap world stella she just got her groove back/prolly need drake to discuss where my views at/cause y'all ain't really movin like a nigga wit two flats/wit two mattresses thats attached to his roof strap/I just left boot camp/I tuck my boot straps/pick up my new strap/I'm ready for war/kick in the door/supposin if I been here before/I move as silent as a ninja makin sounds you'd ignore/the way I'm movin up the ladders like how dora explores/prince of the city you can see the purple rain when it pours/I'm arranging my life/to be amazing on tour/and keep it hotter than a space heater under the floor/decor 5 out of 4/from the pillows to drawers/all cause the flow sick wit a minimal cure/physical to mental literally strong as a bore/but still precise as a pianist playin' musical scores/