Paranoia Lyrics

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