paranoid
Lately I've been paranoid
Irby
You're not sad again, are you splashgvng? (Lately I've been paranoid)
You are listening to arson green nostalgia
Lately I've been paranoid
I walk around with a blade
Thinking 'bout buying a stick
Hope I don't blow out my brains
I didn't grow up with shit
Used to sell drugs; hide the bag
Out of my mom's apartment
Yeah I regret it, the shame (Arson green nostalgia)
"Leave the racks on the curb"
That was for a double P
That night I almost got shot
In my house for selling weed
Flying through trees like a bird
Addicted to numbing the pain
Lately I've been too reserved
I've been too humble and tame
I've gotta puff out my chest
I've been in this for a grip
Lately I hop out of bed
And I'm trippin' in a cold sweat
Lately I've been paranoid
I walk around with a blade
Lately I've been paranoid
I walk around with a blade
Thinking 'bout buying a stick
Hope I don't blow out my brains
I didn't grow up with shit
Used to sell drugs; hide the bag
Out of my mom's apartment
Yeah I regret it, the shame
Lately I've been paranoid
Lately I've been paranoid
Lately I've been paranoid
Lately I've been paranoid
You are listening to arson green nostalgia
Lately I've been paranoid
Irby
You're not sad again, are you splashgvng? (Lately I've been paranoid)
You are listening to arson green nostalgia
Lately I've been paranoid
I walk around with a blade
Thinking 'bout buying a stick
Hope I don't blow out my brains
I didn't grow up with shit
Used to sell drugs; hide the bag
Out of my mom's apartment
Yeah I regret it, the shame (Arson green nostalgia)
"Leave the racks on the curb"
That was for a double P
That night I almost got shot
In my house for selling weed
Flying through trees like a bird
Addicted to numbing the pain
Lately I've been too reserved
I've been too humble and tame
I've gotta puff out my chest
I've been in this for a grip
Lately I hop out of bed
And I'm trippin' in a cold sweat
Lately I've been paranoid
I walk around with a blade
Lately I've been paranoid
I walk around with a blade
Thinking 'bout buying a stick
Hope I don't blow out my brains
I didn't grow up with shit
Used to sell drugs; hide the bag
Out of my mom's apartment
Yeah I regret it, the shame
Lately I've been paranoid
Lately I've been paranoid
Lately I've been paranoid
Lately I've been paranoid
You are listening to arson green nostalgia
Lately I've been paranoid
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