Paranoid (feat. Tw3nty-K)

Paranoid They tryna slide on me And get ya boy They tryna slide on me And end me, end me Slide on me and end me, end me That’s why I can’t be friendly Back then In the gym and I had to put the max in Call Saint-Val and we get the racks in Yeah we had to get the money through the back end Left once and we came right back in And shawty tried to catch me Lackin She was plotting on me when I tapped in Yea I go to keep a Mac while I’m mackin  She see that I got a couple racks Aww nah dawg it’s a trap Trying to set me up trying to get a nigga waxed Aww got to watch a nigga back Nah I can’t relax they got me Paranoid They tryna slide on me And get ya boy They tryna slide on me And end me, end me Slide on me and end me, end me That’s why I can’t be friendly Hold up Wait a minute I was gunna lay back But I gotta get it Shake it up till we pop like its soda in it Gotta target on my back but they’ll never hit it Make space, Make room I been headed to the peak of my game Your girl wanna step in my lane Your girl, she the reason I stayed Hold up think they hearing me now Keep it cool like I'm playing in snow Keep it cool like I'm zero below I burn bread while you niggas is toast Ask your girl who she loving the most Oh shit, my bad Guess a nigga gotta watch his back No love gotta sit in the back No fame just a kid with some raps Even still niggas still wanna scrap Momma told me eyes up while I'm making my laps Cause you might die young when you living so fast It's a hard knock life and you made outta glass Watch my own back Ain't many I trust beside me I move so fast like niggas is out to get me Paranoid They tryna slide on me And get ya boy They tryna slide on me And end me, end me Slide on me and end me, end me That’s why I can’t be friendly So cynical Because I’m headed to my pinnacle Hating on me because I’m put upon a pedestal All you niggas needa get up off my genitals Came out the womb with a bone to pick Spit bars with an extra clip Get ripped while you talking shit All you niggas do is run your mouths and suck on dick So suck on this I’m an arsonist Saint-Val setting shit on fire and I want all parts of it Narcissistic sons of bitches Imma slap your daddy and make sure his sons a witness Messing with us risky business Daughters crying, mothers grimace Family mourning, who gone listen Should’ve stuck to hating at a distance Bitches