Paranoid
Paranoia running thru my temple
Like damn I'm getting worried bout my mental
I'm not the type to get sentimental
So when I hit it baby I ain't gentle
Paranoia running thru my temple
Like damn I'm getting worried bout my mental
I'm not the type to get sentimental
So when I hit it baby I ain't gentle
Paranoid cause all I want is cash
Keep the bullshit
Imma bull pit
Tried to help some people but they crashed
I can't help you if you ain't off ya ass
Oh but it's gone just leave it in the past
If I can't do it for her than how can I do it for him
Go against the bros you commit the cardinal sin
I thought I told you before all I wanna do is win
Tried to find the problem and I hit in on the pin
Paranoia running thru my temple
Like damn I'm getting worried bout my mental
I'm not the type to get sentimental
So when I hit it baby I ain't gentle
Paranoia running thru my temple
Like damn I'm getting worried bout my mental
I'm not the type to get sentimental
So when I hit it baby I ain't gentle
Paranoid cause they want what I have
Nobody in my way cause Ik I cleared my path
Nobody ahead cause I been closed the gap
I've got my own money so I've never had to trap
Like damn I'm getting worried bout my thoughts
Never thought
I would end up caught
Stuck in the middle
I start off small man I was so little
But I can't act like I'm big
I'm out here grinding everyday I think I need a cig
If you a lil lost imma tell you how it is
Like damn I think I know why I'm paranoid
I ain't got no one to fill up the void
Money ain't a thing I avoid
It's the thing I gotta get
I ain't talking COVID when I say I'm getting sick
I'm talking bout these diamonds that are all on my wrist
Man bet you think this the main verse hold up
Lemme get it back on my demon time
Thought I draw the line
Bout them dollar signs
You can't imagine the shit I've seen with my eyes
Filled in with them lies
You wonder why it tear apart my mind
Let it all out thru the music
They love my voice and Ik they wanna use it
But I can't let them use my power and abuse it
Paranoia running thru my temple
Like damn I'm getting worried bout my mental
I'm not the type to get sentimental
So when I hit it baby I ain't gentle
Paranoia running thru my temple
Like damn I'm getting worried bout my mental
I'm not the type to get sentimental
So when I hit it baby I ain't gentle