Paranoid(feat. Selfmade Cooly)-$tupid Young/B.A.R.S/Selfmade Cooly

歌手 : $tupid Young / B.A.R.S / Selfmade Cooly

专辑 : B.A.R.S (Vol. 1) (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:52

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TXT Paranoid(feat. Selfmade Cooly)-$tupid Young/B.A.R.S/Selfmade Cooly 文本歌词

Streets got me paranoid, I can't trust nobody

Niggas smile at my face but I know that they be plottin'

All the homies catchin' cases, I hope they keep it silent

I'ma keep getting this money, I ain't got no other options

Man the streets got me paranoid, I can't trust nobody

Niggas smile at my face but I know that they be plottin'

All the homies catchin' cases, I hope they keep it silent

I'ma keep getting this money, I ain't got no other options

I'm paranoid up in these cold streets

I always got to keep my pistol on me

I'm steady watchin' out for the police

I got dreams of getting rich with my homies

H-hit up Eliantte copping rollies

Waking up, I was trappin' in the morning

I remember I was hustlin' for them Jordans

Cause my moms, she couldn't afford 'em

I never changed on them days when it was stormin'

I swear that money is all I ever wanted

I remember all them days when I was starvin'

I was really trappin' out of these apartments

I swear the streets got me heartless

When I seen it hit my bro with all them charges

Tryna indict my brother on the yard shift

We gettin' money and it turned us into targets

Right or wrong, you know I'm ridin' out regardless

Branded up a night, blow out all the starlets

I love my family, never put nothing above 'em

Double cups of that Fanta had me buggin'

Up in the house, heat the crip with the oven

Gotta watch out how I move 'cause I'm buzzin'

If she do me dirty, fuck her cousin

Them bitches I don't trust 'em

Streets got me paranoid, I can't trust nobody

Niggas smile at my face but I know that they be plottin'

All the homies catchin' cases, I hope they keep it silent

I'ma keep getting this money, I ain't got no other options

Man the streets got me paranoid, I can't trust nobody

Niggas smile at my face but I know that they be plottin'

All the homies catchin' cases, I hope they keep it silent

I'ma keep getting this money, I ain't got no other options

Aye, Post traumatic stress gave me trust issues

I'ma slide if you my dawg and I fuck with you

And if you bussin' on them niggas, I'ma buss with you

You locked up in the gym then I'm stuck with you

Bathing Ape hoodie, it's a cold season

They killed my uncle, he got shot for no reason

We gon' slide 'til they no longer breathing

And we gon' up the score, fuck being even

I've been out here focused on this cash

Lookin' for the oppositions while I do the dash

Sippin' on this Hennessy, hopin' I don't crash

Fast life livin' wondering how long we gon' last

It get crazy in these streets, niggas shady in these streets

Tryna play me in the streets, Could put.380in the streets

Cause I don't really trust none

Shit get crazy where I come from

Streets got me paranoid, I can't trust nobody

Niggas smile at my face but I know that they be plottin'

All the homies catchin' cases, I hope they keep it silent

I'ma keep getting this money, I ain't got no other options

Man the streets got me paranoid, I can't trust nobody

Niggas smile at my face but I know that they be plottin'

All the homies catchin' cases, I hope they keep it silent

I'ma keep getting this money, I ain't got no other options