Paranoid (feat. Dimond)
Drive slow, with my eyes low
Police restless they ain't resting till my eyes closed
What do I know, what do I know
Paranoid I watch the world through broken blindfolds
Ride slow, where the time go
Coming to my exit, excess on my mind though
You and I know, you and I know
It ain't much out here a nigga down to die for
Paranoia stricken, more so Schizophrenic
Pockets empty lately palms been itching
More so an addiction to this paper
Keep your tips, no patience for the waiter
Need it right now on the table, labels cater to me with the wagers
For the prophet who profits from all his prophecies
I got that empty pockets before I pop it philosophy
Honestly all these niggas is knocking me thinking possibly
Doors would open they gotta be skeptics to my astrology
Monogamy's unlikely bitch enticing while massaging me
I hate to call em bitches but the bitches love misogyny
Two birds to all these niggas, cast a stone if talk's camaraderie
Came in this world alone, I'd leave alone, nobody follow me
My list of wrongs too long I couldn't write em
Tryna face my problems thru blunts I face when I light em
Never felt resentment relentless shit done in spite of
The ones who never liked em, holding tongues you better bite em
Drive slow, with my eyes low
Police restless they ain't resting till my eyes closed
What do I know, what do I know
Paranoid I watch the world through broken blindfolds
Ride slow, where the time go
Coming to my exit, excess on my mind though
You and I know, you and I know
It ain't much out here a nigga down to die for
See the truth is emotionally abusive in the truest sense
I move in silence that's the best defense for dumb niggas who resent
Anything they can't comprehend and once again I'm surrounded by them
I'd rather them than the politicians selected
Despite all their bad intentions
By whitest right wing residents
Who would never let a young nigga like me in the office
Regardless of what I have to offer
The state past, future, or present tense nigga
Rest assured though ain't no rest for the wicked
Like Vegas for instance, the city don't sleep
And portrays a description of pagan religion
I prayed, repent, and deliberately babble on about mystery Babylon
While on somebody else's song
I can't help it I'm paranoid
I'm all in with a pair of 4's
I'm hoping they don't call my bluff if they do I'm declaring war
With no shield, armor, or sword
Those are things that I can't afford
Because we reside in a world
Where the kings do not feed the poor
Drive slow, with my eyes low
Police restless they ain't resting till my eyes closed
What do I know, what do I know
Paranoid I watch the world through broken blindfolds
Ride slow, where the time go
Coming to my exit, excess on my mind though
You and I know, you and I know
It ain't much out here a nigga down to die for
Police restless they ain't resting till my eyes closed
What do I know, what do I know
Paranoid I watch the world through broken blindfolds
Ride slow, where the time go
Coming to my exit, excess on my mind though
You and I know, you and I know
It ain't much out here a nigga down to die for
Paranoia stricken, more so Schizophrenic
Pockets empty lately palms been itching
More so an addiction to this paper
Keep your tips, no patience for the waiter
Need it right now on the table, labels cater to me with the wagers
For the prophet who profits from all his prophecies
I got that empty pockets before I pop it philosophy
Honestly all these niggas is knocking me thinking possibly
Doors would open they gotta be skeptics to my astrology
Monogamy's unlikely bitch enticing while massaging me
I hate to call em bitches but the bitches love misogyny
Two birds to all these niggas, cast a stone if talk's camaraderie
Came in this world alone, I'd leave alone, nobody follow me
My list of wrongs too long I couldn't write em
Tryna face my problems thru blunts I face when I light em
Never felt resentment relentless shit done in spite of
The ones who never liked em, holding tongues you better bite em
Drive slow, with my eyes low
Police restless they ain't resting till my eyes closed
What do I know, what do I know
Paranoid I watch the world through broken blindfolds
Ride slow, where the time go
Coming to my exit, excess on my mind though
You and I know, you and I know
It ain't much out here a nigga down to die for
See the truth is emotionally abusive in the truest sense
I move in silence that's the best defense for dumb niggas who resent
Anything they can't comprehend and once again I'm surrounded by them
I'd rather them than the politicians selected
Despite all their bad intentions
By whitest right wing residents
Who would never let a young nigga like me in the office
Regardless of what I have to offer
The state past, future, or present tense nigga
Rest assured though ain't no rest for the wicked
Like Vegas for instance, the city don't sleep
And portrays a description of pagan religion
I prayed, repent, and deliberately babble on about mystery Babylon
While on somebody else's song
I can't help it I'm paranoid
I'm all in with a pair of 4's
I'm hoping they don't call my bluff if they do I'm declaring war
With no shield, armor, or sword
Those are things that I can't afford
Because we reside in a world
Where the kings do not feed the poor
Drive slow, with my eyes low
Police restless they ain't resting till my eyes closed
What do I know, what do I know
Paranoid I watch the world through broken blindfolds
Ride slow, where the time go
Coming to my exit, excess on my mind though
You and I know, you and I know
It ain't much out here a nigga down to die for
Credits
Writer(s): Darius Johnson
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