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Sandy’s Paradise
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Stop stressing baby
Let me see you smile
Don't worry baby
We going make it out
Six properties
We going rent them out
All those profits
Gonna let us buy a house
I know you're probably
Worried about the now
If we don't take the risk
Then what is life about
It's only for the moment
A step into the future
Look what we accomplished like
Wow we did it
Time to admit it
We didn't stop
We were never quitting imma
Be the one to hold your
Hand to the top
Don't worry if the plans flop
It's only up from the ground
Ain't no getting deeper
Don't worry about the change
Only bills and the checks
Don't worry about the rent
Only thrills and the jets
Don't worry about anything cause Baby you know we'll be set
I'm sorry for the words
Without actions being done
I'm sorry's not enough
So I'm putting on the gloves
Giving me the pitch
Now it's a home run
Putting down the bat
I'm not running through the plate
On my last bit of energy
I will strive to say
I love you till death bae
But till then it's all gonna be great
From the first date till last date
Nothing I would replace
Stop stressing baby
Let me see you smile
Don't worry baby
We going make it out
Six properties
We going rent them out
All those profits
Gonna let us buy a house
With your body and brains
My drive and our gains
We'll be flying like planes
With all that fortune and fame
Look what we over came
Four by four the terrain
Nothing stopping us cause you
Know that we're here to claim
Money coming in faster
Call me John
You be my deer
We're a tractor
Us needing money
Won't ever be a factor
Focused on the goal
That's a new life chapter
We get what we want
We get what we're after
We don't have to flaunt
We're brighter then your hazards
Better be careful
Got them moves like jagger
Don't walk without that led
You don't wanna disaster
We both had a plan
Saving all of that what we can
Ain't no slowing down
When my wheels are
No longer on land
Cause i'm flying in a jet
Reminisce where it began
You'll see me in a tesla
For you see me in a lamb
I'm gettin space money
Cause it's always gonna expand
No need to stack it up and
No need for rubber bands
It's all about them commas and the
Plastic in your pants
No need to check my balance
Cause I got it in my hands
You know I love you so much baby
We've been going through it all
But we going get it
Whatever whenever wherever for Seven evers and at no point
Am I quitting
I love you baby
