Paranoia

I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip

Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz

But a lotta *****s dying, so my 9 with the ****s

I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip

Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz

But a lotta *****s dying, so my 9 with the ****s

Move to the neighborhood, I bet they don't stay for good, watch

Somebody'll steal daddy's rollie, and call it the neighborhood watch

Pray for a safer hood when my paper good, watch

Captain save the hood, hood savior, baby boy, still get ID'd for swishers

Mama still wash my clothes, still with Save Money militia

I'm a still watch my bros

Trapped in the middle of the map, with a little bitty rock

And a little bit of rap

That with a literary knack and a little ****ty Mac

And like literally jack

I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip

Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz

But a lotta *****s dying, so my 9 with the ****s

I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip

Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz

But a lotta *****s dying, so my 9 with the ****s

They murking kids, they murder kids here

Why you think they don't talk about it? They deserted us here

Where the **** is Matt Lauer at? Somebody get Katie Couric in here

Probably scared of all the refugees, look like we had a ****ing hurricane here

They be shooting whether it's dark or not, I mean the days is pretty dark a lot

Down here it's easier to find a gun than it is to find a ****ing parking spot

No love for the opposition, specifically a cop position,

Cause they've never been in our position

Getting violations for the nation, correlating, you dry snitching

I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip

Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz

But a lotta *****s dying, so my 9 with the ****s

I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip

Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz

But a lotta *****s dying, so my 9 with the ****s

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.

I know you scared, me too.

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.

If you was there, then we just knew you'd care, too.

It just got warm out, this this **** I've been warned about.

I hope that it storm in the morning, I hope that it's pouring out.

I hate crowded beaches, I hate the sound of fireworks.

And I ponder what's worse between knowing it's over and dying first.

Cause everybody dies in the summer.

Wanna say ya goodbyes, tell them while it's spring.

I heard everybody's dying in the summer

So pray to God for a little more spring.

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.

If you was there, then we just knew you'd care, too.