Paranoia
Uh, I think they love is all fake
They don't be meaning the shit that they say
She'll say she love me because I get paid
He'll say I'm great though he's feeling a way
It's hard to trust all of y'all (Ahh)
Did I go from meals with him, to a meal ticket?
Can I chill with her? can we still kick it?
Unconditional love, can I still get it?
Oh, I'm supposed to help you out? (Hahh)
And you ain't posed to do shit for me though
Cause it's looking like I got this shit figured out...
So you watching all my figures now? (Ayy)
True colors hit the light
Reasons why we can't coincide
So many shades in my eyes, colorblind now
Should have so many shades on my eyes (Uh)
You people change all the time
So now I create the distance
My laces tied y'all tripping
Posed to be a friendship but you all about my business, hell nah
I don't really trust y'all niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust y'all bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
I don't really trust y'all niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust y'all bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
Uh, different faces show when the mask off
Fronting on me, I hope you back off
Ain't no shortcuts or no backdoor
So I smile when you show me what you mad for (Ayy)
Misery loving that company
Stop tryna get them to feel the same way about me
I slowly am who you wanna be
Who your bitch wanna see, your jealousy around me
Watching on my pages constantly, you a super fan honestly, you gotta be
She wanna know which bitch topping me
So she could spread that gossip on my name in these streets
The backstabbing on the regular
Cause i'm about the paper like a editor
The pressure pressing on my lifestyle
I guess it really costs to do better huh?
Paranoia at a all time high, can't trust, can't sleep
Suspicious of my brothers thinking they want want shit from me lowkey
Jealousy in the air, I remember what my momma told me
I barely answer my phone cause betrayal always touch a nigga deep
Paranoia OD
I don't really trust ya'll niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust ya'll bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
I don't really trust ya'll niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust ya'll bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
They don't be meaning the shit that they say
She'll say she love me because I get paid
He'll say I'm great though he's feeling a way
It's hard to trust all of y'all (Ahh)
Did I go from meals with him, to a meal ticket?
Can I chill with her? can we still kick it?
Unconditional love, can I still get it?
Oh, I'm supposed to help you out? (Hahh)
And you ain't posed to do shit for me though
Cause it's looking like I got this shit figured out...
So you watching all my figures now? (Ayy)
True colors hit the light
Reasons why we can't coincide
So many shades in my eyes, colorblind now
Should have so many shades on my eyes (Uh)
You people change all the time
So now I create the distance
My laces tied y'all tripping
Posed to be a friendship but you all about my business, hell nah
I don't really trust y'all niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust y'all bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
I don't really trust y'all niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust y'all bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
Uh, different faces show when the mask off
Fronting on me, I hope you back off
Ain't no shortcuts or no backdoor
So I smile when you show me what you mad for (Ayy)
Misery loving that company
Stop tryna get them to feel the same way about me
I slowly am who you wanna be
Who your bitch wanna see, your jealousy around me
Watching on my pages constantly, you a super fan honestly, you gotta be
She wanna know which bitch topping me
So she could spread that gossip on my name in these streets
The backstabbing on the regular
Cause i'm about the paper like a editor
The pressure pressing on my lifestyle
I guess it really costs to do better huh?
Paranoia at a all time high, can't trust, can't sleep
Suspicious of my brothers thinking they want want shit from me lowkey
Jealousy in the air, I remember what my momma told me
I barely answer my phone cause betrayal always touch a nigga deep
Paranoia OD
I don't really trust ya'll niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust ya'll bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
I don't really trust ya'll niggas
It's fuck me, then fuck ya'll niggas (Ya'll be hating on the low)
I don't really trust ya'll bitches
Always tryna get shit from me (And the answer is no)
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Writer(s): Joshua Thomas
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