Paranoia

Used to be my dawg but that nigga Tried to snake me out
Yes I keep a 9 for these niggas tryna Take me out
See the bottom line, ima be the one Who make it out
Bullets in yo spine, what the fuck is there to talk about
Heard he dropping dimes, ok, now I wanna chalk him out
Ambulance walk 'em out, head shot dog 'em out
Backwood smoke 'em out, inhale blow it out
Show 'em what this pressure bout

I ain't fucking with these niggas, and they fake ass ways
Probably walking around this bitch wearing fake ass Jays
Count imaginary money from they fake ass plays
How the fuck you killing niggas with a fake ass K

He wanna be a snake, until that nigga getting slimed out
Heard that he be fucking with my opps, let me find out
I ain't showing mercy, if I gotta pull the 9 out
But Ima send some money to his momma, when he sign out

I ain't really listen, to the shit, that God was telling me
First I wasn't peeping, ok now I got some clarity
Before I let a nigga pull my card, he gotta bury me
6 men carry me, but ain't no nigga scaring me
Showing niggas love and they pay me back with jealousy
Tryna steal the sauce, like I ain't giving out the recipe
I love you like a brother, so I treat you like some Ken to me
But all my brothers dead and you just might be the next to be
I am my brothers keeper huh
I guess imma have to do him like Nino did
Before he try to do me like Rico did
That love don't mean shit
Head shot kill 'em quick
Use to be my dawg but that nigga tried to snake me out
Yes I keep a 9 so these niggas cannot take me out
See the bottom line, ima be the one who make it out
Bullets in yo spine, what the fuck is there to talk about
I heard he dropping dimes, ok now I wanna chalk him out
Ambulance walk em out, head shot dog 'em out
Backwood smoke em out, inhale blow it out
Show 'em what this pressure bout
You don't wanna hear that glocy, going click clack pow
Cause If a nigga standing up, it make 'em sit back down
I'll get a nigga lost, and no he won't be found
He be somewhere in a pack, you can cop on mound
Paranoid I don't know who with me and who ain't
I destroy these niggas self esteem so they hate
Paranoid all the love they showing me be fake
These the same niggas that be plotting on my plate
I don't wanna have to kill my nigga, but I might
Granny always told me 2 wrongs don't make it right
But ain't nobody tell that nigga, gamble with his life
And like he rolled a 7, now he gotta pay the price
RIP my nigga, man I loved you to death
I know that shit ain't right, but you had to get left
You was playing foul, and got hit with the tech
Watch his eyes roll back, as he losing his breath