Thug Paradise 3 - Soldier Kidd

Now I’m tryna tell you

Every time you crying, I’ma be able to hear you

I feel you

You know what I’m saying?

'Cause in the thug paradise, we tote fire

It ain’t no island, but my heart get tired

I just be smiling 'cause I’m tryna keep from crying

Yeah, they don’t never hear me crying (James about that check, boy)

Why the fuck I’m talking?

Ain’t nobody tryna hear me

You ain’t never been no target, so much people tried to kill me

I’m like, «Listen to my heart, bae,"it ain’t even beating

Tryna send this to my dog, bae, he ain’t even breathing

Tryna take it somewhere far away where they can’t even see me

Shorty, I was in this dark place, you probably couldn’t even see me

I’m just living out my dog days, I can’t be no pussy

Always see my flaws, bae, I’m wondering how I’m looking

'Cause this shit be ugly and pretty

How you love without me?

You can’t even love with me

But I forever got you, that’s just something that come with me

If they don’t never got you, you can always come with me (Why?)

'Cause in the thug paradise, we tote fire

It ain’t no island, but my heart get tired

I just be smiling 'cause I’m tryna keep from crying

Yeah, they don’t never hear me crying

Tryna see paradise, want all my niggas shine

Ain’t no booty life, with a gangster, come and vibe

When she hold me tight, might not make it past tonight

Yeah, I’ll probably make it to paradise