Paranoid

Drownin in my own thoughts
Man a nigga cant breath
Paranoia so it make it harder
Jus fa me to sleep
Think if i could roll anotha up
N smoke enough weed
Paranoid lookin out tha window
Wit tha berner on me
Im paranoid
Stay ready but im paranoid

Why i feel tha devil watchin
Swear dat nigga been plottin
But i been ahead of time and
Uhma get 1 up on this problem
Wit a discount
I been pissed off
Im like fucc people
On west coast
All u people equal
All u niggas equal shit
N all u bitches succ a dicc
And if my math was right
Checc tha score bitch
Im at 100
And u at zip
I aint got time for da bullshit
Bitches wana squabble
Now i dump clips
See my patience runnin to thin
Thanks to all these episodes
I been in some shit
U dont even kno
Now my demon wide awoke
I could wrap a cord aroun a bitch thoat
Had a change of plans
U dont undastand
Tryna live right
Life in Gods hands
Run from SATAN
Wit his fake ass
And his fake brands
Im sicc of this
I better leave vegas fo i kill a bitch

Drownin in my own thoughts
Man a nigga cant breath
Paranoia so it make it harder
Jus fa me to sleep
Think if i could roll anotha up
N smoke enough weed
Paranoid lookin out tha window
Wit tha berner on me
Im paranoid
Stay ready but im paranoid

Y i feel them people plottin
They been countin my poccet
They dont c tha roccet
They dont kno i got a prolem
And im too solid
Jus to fucc aroun
That get me laid down
So i stay aware of my environment catch a snake slippin
Uhma slide on it
All u bitch niggas aint my homies
Im like fucc em all
My circle small
I aint gota pivot towards non uh yall
All i gota make is dat phone call
Have killa city
Like a synanogue
O u love vegas
Theyll tear a hole
In dis fuccin town
Like i said nigga ion fucc aroun
And u fucc around
I promise you gon be best friends
Wit tha cold ground
I dont need friends
We aint coo now
Ion gota front
I aint finna lie
If i tell a lie
Then he had to die
Uhma do my job
Get cashed out
While u poccet watch
While u hatin me
Im tryna get ghost
An stacc my change up
At tha same time
Switch my lanes up

Drownin in my own thoughts
Man a nigga cant breath
Paranoia so it make it harder
Jus fa me to sleep
Think if i could roll anotha up
N smoke enough weed
Paranoid lookin out tha window
Wit tha berner on me
Im paranoid
Stay ready but im paranoid

Nigga im tazz mainey
I stay ready
For anything
Dont press me
Cuz im on tha edge
And i might snap
I might take ya life
And not giv it bacc
C in these days
Im a cold one
Break nigga necc
N not giv a fucc
Giv a blank stare
To his mama
Like 2pac like bishop
C dis life game
Its a cold game
Ion wana play
But im on field
So nigga wus real
Wus tha deal
Im wayne brady
Nigga spin tha wheel
Dont press ya lucc
Cuz thas pressin me
Im a luccy bastard
But no gold from me
I get a atm
An rip tha code from it
Ice is from tha heart
I been cold from it



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Writer(s): Tyrone Strickland
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