Lyrics:
in L.A. (ayy), bitch, we spent a ten on just to get blind
I'm in L.A., smokin' kush (ayy), this all, shit got me paranoid (paranoid)
I ain't really
it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have
I'ma tell you what we ALL need
I need my people of color
Don't run from Trump, run against him!
Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit
Everything I'm
Paranoid, sitting in a deep sweat
Thinking I gotta fuck somebody before the week ends
The sight of blood excites me, shoot you in the head
Sit
family, but what could I say?
Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better days
Better days, better days, hey!
Better days, got me
family, but what could I say?
Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better days
Better days, better days, hey!
Better days, got me
what happened in the past
Your going insane It's all rushing to your brain
You don't know what to do thinking so much it's causing you the flu
Your going
what you do, but you won't do what I say
That's good
It means you can choose with your head
But why did you ignore me?
'Cause I'm very easy to hate? It
paranoid by the turn of a head
My tank is full, I'm overloaded
Was there an error when I was coded
Emotional magazine full, can't load it
My mind is going
Catch me flyin' through your hood, in a drop top V
I'm in the pop top 3, and my pops got G's
See the watch got chilly, and the rocks got freeze
And ya
Oh it's been hard I know
You ain't been saying much
And you been feeling low
Saying things are fine, but I can see what's on your mind
The truth in
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
reasons to be paranoid
Yea, I'm just a cynical boy, yea
I been living in a lonely void
Lots of evil demons, lots of evil people
Got so many reasons to be
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're
Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?
I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
With that
was arrested by a cop
First they sent me to Lake Butler where I crossed paths with Juggernaut
The nigga had a big noggin so they called him head
That
shit off my mind now (now)
We born in the battlefield, can't call no timeout
Every time now, it's another one of us lyin' out (hey)
Cryin' out, "I
Hey Ace, What's Your Snap?
I don't talk to nobody else but me
Nobody is here by my side to help grieve
Honestly, I'm tripping so baby help me
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
record (why you gon' do it?)
'Cause I miss my boys (the gang)
Smokin' got me paranoid (yeah, yeah, hey)
I remember sleepin' on the floor, me and cuz
take in the ghetto you find a whole lot of crime
I can understand
Hey
I know what it means
Being nine years old before I got my first pair
you 'til it's too late
How dare you show it when I'm dead?
Fake love show
Hope they bust you in your head
Niggas only come around 'cause you
Got a lil'
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n****, I'ma knock fire n****
from yo' a**, you can come try n**** (HEY!)
In the hood,
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n****, I'ma knock fire n****
from yo' a**, you can come try n**** (HEY!)
In the hood,
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