Paranoid (Lifestyle) Lyrics

Checking in the blinds again

I don't’ wanna know where they spying in

Got a half a pound of kush and too much of the molly

Put it next to a mexican thot show yo body

Couch is falling part

Living in a crack den with locked doors

Thought we made it to valley we just lost more

Falling down

To the pain of addiction

Got a carribean cooking more up in the kitchen

I’m a get it it’s my mission

Always had this vision

Feeling paranoid every-time the phone starts ringing

They listening, it ain’t hard to tell

I’ve been hearing fucking clicking, headed straight to hell

Swear to God they on my tail

They arrest me for the sell

Throw me in a fucking box, already stuck in jail

Voices telling me what I should do next

Grab a gun and strap the bulletproof vest

Show em all what you’ve made of yourself

I’m just killing all my demons

I still need some help

Get the bodies down, I’m just selling for the profit

Booty, dust or guns make sure that you can knot it

Cock it, pistols ready

Ain’t nobody fucking with us

Don’t let em forget it

I get the beretta, warning shots into ceiling

Earplugs don’t help so I’m zoned and I’m leaning

I’m gone

What the voices say?

Where them boys at?

What you gon say?

Who the fuck tryna hear that?

Flip back

I’m zoned and I’m leaning

Ignoring the phone cause fuck it they all fiending

I’m needing some meaning, pussy ain’t mean shit

Guess it’s time to head out and I mean it

10 PM, primetime money

Client pulls up in a BM ain’t that funny

Fuck life, getting in the Mazda

What, you mad bruh?

Couple drop-offs, couple fake-outs

Even had a couple take it straight to the face uhhh

Fucked up, I’m heading home

Whoever tryna follow getting hit in the dome

I know they following

I hear the voices

Everyone’s against me

Tryna make my choices

Screaming oceans, demonic notions

I just wanna get home and brew my potions

Can’t make it out the doors

Floors gone

Tripping, tweaking

Guess i’m sleeping on the lawn ah

100 miles and I’m just done running

Top bunk, but I made it to the summit

Drop one and enjoy the feeling

Maybe it’ll help push back these demons

I’m feeling, I’m seething

I’m grinding my teeth in

Maybe I’m too high

Maybe I should sleep in uh

I’m Paranoid

Guess I’m lost too

I just can’t avoid

Push these thoughts through

Flip back, I’m zoned and i’m leaning

Falling off the balcony, I’m swimming to the deep end

I’m seething, my skins on fire

Swear to god it’s over I just need a fucking lighter

Let me light up

Let the fumes hit me

Sonic booms and i’m making all the rooms edgy

Crack house, all of us sitting on the damn floors

Getting high all day

What we want for

I’m Paranoid, stressing on stupidity

I need to unwind, so i’m sitting where the sinners be

Who’s terrified, I’m in paradise

Swear to God I’m screaming some one come and roll the diceee

Please lift me up, give me mouth to mouth

I’ll do anything please come and fucking get me out

Revive me, someone save me

I just need to go fore i’m gone and it ain’t me

What the voices say?

Who you praying to?

What you gon say?

What you think he gonna do?

Flip back, zoned and i’m leaning

Wake up in the studio, police station dreaming

Everything’s hazy I guess I’m being questioned

Ain’t answering shit, find a yes men

Sitting in a cell swear I predicted this

Swear I been dreaming hell I think I even made a list

Closed fist mind always racing

Ass stuck in jail man I should’ve prayed to Satan

Could’ve made it one with the pavement

Barely worth stepping on dreams been vanquished

More like vanished should've rapped in Spanish

Then I’d have an excuse I couldn’t manage

Man nevermind can’t fail don’t quit

I keep speaking on these songs, bitch dope shit

I’m hopeless opiates stolen

I’m a keep dreaming fuck eyes open

Ah nevermind what they say about him

Less it’s good shit listen what they say about him

Drizzy’d up starting from the bottom

Give me three autumns foreign car my bottom

Guess i’m quitting all the dope shit

Not the music spitting or the smoking

Good riddance fuck what the hoes did

When I’m famous looking back like oh shit