Paranoid Lyrics

Let me talk my shit

Been a lor' minute since I talked my shit

Bitches be dick eating like a motherfucker

Paranoid, Always tucking the heat

Ain't no walking every time I got beef

Pillow talkin' we going put him to sleep

Doing business everything got a fee

Dream chasin' got me feeling like Meek

Getting money, I been feeling like Meech

Set the table, everyone got a seat

Feed the family, they all gotta eat

Bitches pocket watching all on the gram

Love or hate me, Imma still be the man

Free my brother he got stuck inna' jam

Chasing bread and he got locked in the pan

Pistol packing, he get blown like a fan

Play the role and always stick to the plan

Got my youngins ready hop out the van

He spun it once, but he won't spin it again

Them bitches be quick to go hopping on dick

Keep hearing that click when I empty the clip

You know I got lit just by talking my shit

And you know he got hit just for acting all slick

Dirty my cup, man this shit got a kick

Bitch I'm making these plays, I ain't throwing no pick

Beef with my dog, got me feeling like Vick

Ain't no point in a vest, cus this glock got a switch

7 am and I'm stuck in the studio

I been out working the block like a cubicle

Reload the chop, let it sing like a musical

Never put hoes over bros, it's remedial

No i can't fuck wit' that boy, I ain't feelin' him

I know he talking that shit, I ain't hearing him

I'mma spin by with the glock and put fear in him

We put the stick to the block and we clearing em'

Ride through the city, I'm blowing exotic

Too many bandies, can't fit in the pocket

Get too many buckets, I'm feeling like Harden

But not on the Clippers, the one on the Rockets

I blow a bag every time I go shopping,

But maybe that isn't the brightest idea

I got the ying, let it sing like Aaliyah

You knowing that man is a bitch like Madea

Still wanna get that degree for my Mama

But I wanna get me a milly before that

Feelin like Kobe 04' like a throwback

I been the illest, you already know that

I gotta work everyday, I can't relax

I had to chill off the 30, might relapse

We was just chillin' now I'm at his repass

We find his killer, and park where he be at

We throw that boy in the harbor, no tea bag

I'mma pull up for the 3, like I'm T-Mac

I gotta a rollie, I'm feeling like Cenat

Leave that lor' boy in the dirt like a T-Rex

I'mma stay down til' it's time to yell we next

I don't wanna hear you complain, you ain't eat yet

Throw down a towel, she getting the sheets wet

I'mma just do it like Nike, I need checks

Only 19, and I'm stirring the pot

He wanna beef, then we serving it hot

I feel like Bam how I'm playing the block

And I'm feeling like Bron, how I'm calling the shots

All he wan' do it go live on the gram

He not spinning that shit, All he doing is fox

Put down the phone and go pick up a glock

I said put down the keys and get ready to box

Paranoid, Always tucking the heat

Ain't no walking every time I got beef

Pillow talkin' we going put him to sleep

Doing business everything got a fee

Dream chasin' got me feeling like Meek

Getting money, I been feeling like Meech

Set the table, everyone got a seat

Feed the family, they all gotta eat

Bitches pocket watching all on the gram

Love or hate me, Imma still be the man

Free my brother he got stuck inna' jam

Chasing bread and he got locked in the pan

Pistol packing, he get blown like a fan

Play the role and always stick to the plan

Got my youngins ready hop out the van

He spun it once, but he won't spin it again