Paranoia
Hi friend
I guess you didn't think we'd meet again
You think I'd keep to my ends after what you did?
Anything less than death, you must be stupid
Drugged out, worn out, crash out, useless
You a pedo, loser, fucker, abuser
And, oh yeah, a shitty producer, that too
Forget a tag, I'm at you
I hope that you got tags on, achoo
Sound of the gun
You could call it P Diddy, way that it touch bums
You could call me your guilt, make you fly to the sun
But you ain't got none
Try and rob a jhit
Kid, I'd press your figure
Put eight holes in your body
Then I watch you wither
Only wish I'd been the one to have pressed that trigger
Niggas weird, man, but aight
I've been through too much to take that shit light
Fake Zoes at my neck 'cause of a bitch two years exited
Homie, I hope you reach an exodus
You got your lil' boys at me
I'll smack a nigga, he built like a leprechaun tryna press a B
Yo biggest dawg be dying at my jokes
Nigga, you might be the one they really want to poke
Or not, better hope
Stealing my bandana ain't gon' unfuck your ex
Stay off my dick and get your D2 check, bitch
Two exes, I'm about to make it a triple
Minus one entendre
Self centered, no Kanye
Had it all coming my way
I been dodging bullets like Keanu Reeves
Itty bitty diamonds you from you to he
To put all over my teeth
Now he watching for me
Now he watching for me
Now he watching for me, ay
You couldn't take stride, nigga
Who the fuck got you thinking that I'm not bigger?
Plus I'm twice as sicker
Plus I bring a sickle
I'll stick it right through your teeth
Fuck it up
I'm pollution, you a barrier reef
Everywhere you go'll be like Chief Keef in his own city, nigga, ah
Missed her, Mr. CJ Fly
Why did you unfollow I?
Is it because I'm calling out your guy?
Joey Bad, why he hanging round the D, the I?
The D, the D, the Y
And why does that upset you so?
My nigga, my oh my
Is it 'cause you see reflection?
Is there no integrity in your section?
Man baby, throw a tantrum on me
I dare you, go complain about your lack of fame
Maybe if you had a half a brain
Ain't nobody want to see you bitch, whine, moan
Nigga, shut the fuck up
I eat every one of you sorry ass, washed up, bucked up MCs
When I got that test track
Nigga, I-
I thought you was trolling me
Yo talents up, boo
And I think your luck's up too
Chaine, come and catch my twos, bitch
I guess you didn't think we'd meet again
You think I'd keep to my ends after what you did?
Anything less than death, you must be stupid
Drugged out, worn out, crash out, useless
You a pedo, loser, fucker, abuser
And, oh yeah, a shitty producer, that too
Forget a tag, I'm at you
I hope that you got tags on, achoo
Sound of the gun
You could call it P Diddy, way that it touch bums
You could call me your guilt, make you fly to the sun
But you ain't got none
Try and rob a jhit
Kid, I'd press your figure
Put eight holes in your body
Then I watch you wither
Only wish I'd been the one to have pressed that trigger
Niggas weird, man, but aight
I've been through too much to take that shit light
Fake Zoes at my neck 'cause of a bitch two years exited
Homie, I hope you reach an exodus
You got your lil' boys at me
I'll smack a nigga, he built like a leprechaun tryna press a B
Yo biggest dawg be dying at my jokes
Nigga, you might be the one they really want to poke
Or not, better hope
Stealing my bandana ain't gon' unfuck your ex
Stay off my dick and get your D2 check, bitch
Two exes, I'm about to make it a triple
Minus one entendre
Self centered, no Kanye
Had it all coming my way
I been dodging bullets like Keanu Reeves
Itty bitty diamonds you from you to he
To put all over my teeth
Now he watching for me
Now he watching for me
Now he watching for me, ay
You couldn't take stride, nigga
Who the fuck got you thinking that I'm not bigger?
Plus I'm twice as sicker
Plus I bring a sickle
I'll stick it right through your teeth
Fuck it up
I'm pollution, you a barrier reef
Everywhere you go'll be like Chief Keef in his own city, nigga, ah
Missed her, Mr. CJ Fly
Why did you unfollow I?
Is it because I'm calling out your guy?
Joey Bad, why he hanging round the D, the I?
The D, the D, the Y
And why does that upset you so?
My nigga, my oh my
Is it 'cause you see reflection?
Is there no integrity in your section?
Man baby, throw a tantrum on me
I dare you, go complain about your lack of fame
Maybe if you had a half a brain
Ain't nobody want to see you bitch, whine, moan
Nigga, shut the fuck up
I eat every one of you sorry ass, washed up, bucked up MCs
When I got that test track
Nigga, I-
I thought you was trolling me
Yo talents up, boo
And I think your luck's up too
Chaine, come and catch my twos, bitch
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Writer(s): Luccas Perez
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