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PARANOIA (feat. BuddhaFlip & D'AR DOllA)
by July Quin
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Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man down) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man down) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Aye, deconstructing my mind
I'm dumping out all the nonsense
Drop the N-T to the D-O
Then I Mary J. Blige it
Gotta visualize right through my dilated eyes
I want the keys to the kingdom
Like my first name Asahd
I need interest on my M's
About 40 percent
By the time it was retro
I was before it exists
They gon call out ya name?
They gon call out a myth
I knew bitches that were bad way before they were MILF's
If I bust she bust back
That's a lick for a lick
If we sip on hypnotic
That's a trick for a trick
She think I'm fucking her friends
But that's bad for my rep
Cause if I catch another body
That's a tag for a tag, uh
Red light, green light, that type of shit don't get by
And if you push us any further
We gon further fuck your vibe up
This that siren, woop-woop
That gon cuff you, that police
I used to not be sure of who I was
But now I'm me bitch
Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Paranoia, paranoia
It's a thing I can't afford right now
Make you think they gunning for ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man down) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
I'ma keep my eyes wide open (I'ma keep em open)
Keeping one hand on the wheel (Keep it on the wheel)
I ain't trying lose my focus (I ain't trying lose, no)
I ain't tryna lose my chill (I can't lose my chill)
Never know when they might come for us (You never know)
Never know what they might need (You'll never know)
I'ma keep my eyes wide open (I'ma keep em open)
Never know what I might see
Ima keep my eyes open
I'm focused watch for the haters
Cuz they call of duty is taking you out with lasers
Head shots to line you up
Stay on point gotta shape up
Stay on my P's and Q's
I'm P and G like the Lakers
Purple and gold
I'm pretty good with crossing my T's dotting my I's
Haters can no longer block up my vibe
I'm Paul George Porzingus and Pau Gasol all combined
So my game is well rounded like pupils
Better watch yo eyes
(Whoa)
Lil Jody, I'm talking like yo step pops
You baby boys don't make me have to put you in head locks
Father time taught me patience
You see the dreadlocks
But I want some more sons
Just ain't want to outta wedlock
(Woah)
So I marry the game
Father these niggas I'm stating my claim
But none of em really could carry my name
Disowned em look at em looking ashamed
Can't heal from that particular pain
Paranoia got me feeling a way
Niggas steal and these niggas kill
And these niggas squeal just to get to the fame
So I don't trust these niggas
Had to cool myself down
Walking around with brass knuckles
Ready to snuff a nigga
Was losing focus praying cops won't try to bust a nigga
Over something stupid
Rookie cops just wanna touch a trigger
My nigga
One minute I gotta watch the law
Then I gotta watch these boys
Now I gotta watch my dogs
It's sickening cause all I ever wanted to do was shine
Change my peoples lives
That's all I ever wanted to do with mine
So I grind
Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man down) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man down) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Aye, deconstructing my mind
I'm dumping out all the nonsense
Drop the N-T to the D-O
Then I Mary J. Blige it
Gotta visualize right through my dilated eyes
I want the keys to the kingdom
Like my first name Asahd
I need interest on my M's
About 40 percent
By the time it was retro
I was before it exists
They gon call out ya name?
They gon call out a myth
I knew bitches that were bad way before they were MILF's
If I bust she bust back
That's a lick for a lick
If we sip on hypnotic
That's a trick for a trick
She think I'm fucking her friends
But that's bad for my rep
Cause if I catch another body
That's a tag for a tag, uh
Red light, green light, that type of shit don't get by
And if you push us any further
We gon further fuck your vibe up
This that siren, woop-woop
That gon cuff you, that police
I used to not be sure of who I was
But now I'm me bitch
Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Paranoia, paranoia
It's a thing I can't afford right now
Make you think they gunning for ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man down) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
I'ma keep my eyes wide open (I'ma keep em open)
Keeping one hand on the wheel (Keep it on the wheel)
I ain't trying lose my focus (I ain't trying lose, no)
I ain't tryna lose my chill (I can't lose my chill)
Never know when they might come for us (You never know)
Never know what they might need (You'll never know)
I'ma keep my eyes wide open (I'ma keep em open)
Never know what I might see
Ima keep my eyes open
I'm focused watch for the haters
Cuz they call of duty is taking you out with lasers
Head shots to line you up
Stay on point gotta shape up
Stay on my P's and Q's
I'm P and G like the Lakers
Purple and gold
I'm pretty good with crossing my T's dotting my I's
Haters can no longer block up my vibe
I'm Paul George Porzingus and Pau Gasol all combined
So my game is well rounded like pupils
Better watch yo eyes
(Whoa)
Lil Jody, I'm talking like yo step pops
You baby boys don't make me have to put you in head locks
Father time taught me patience
You see the dreadlocks
But I want some more sons
Just ain't want to outta wedlock
(Woah)
So I marry the game
Father these niggas I'm stating my claim
But none of em really could carry my name
Disowned em look at em looking ashamed
Can't heal from that particular pain
Paranoia got me feeling a way
Niggas steal and these niggas kill
And these niggas squeal just to get to the fame
So I don't trust these niggas
Had to cool myself down
Walking around with brass knuckles
Ready to snuff a nigga
Was losing focus praying cops won't try to bust a nigga
Over something stupid
Rookie cops just wanna touch a trigger
My nigga
One minute I gotta watch the law
Then I gotta watch these boys
Now I gotta watch my dogs
It's sickening cause all I ever wanted to do was shine
Change my peoples lives
That's all I ever wanted to do with mine
So I grind