Russ – Paranoid

[Chorus]
I’ve been feelin’ paranoid
I’ve been feelin’ paranoid
Every day and everywhere I go
I’ve been out feelin’ paranoid (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Pistol on my lap while I write this
Never thought I’d have to rap like this
Gotta watch my back I’m strapped like this (Yeah, Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I ain’t going to lie, every night I got stress
I ain’t going to lie, I’ve been thinking I’m next
That’s why I got a gun to the right and a gun down the hall and a gun to the motherfucking left
That’s why I got cameras all over the place
Fame ain’t as glamorous as everyone thinks
Lot of people wanna see me gone plus I got a lot of stripers from Atlanta all over my place
Pour little on myself, oh well
And the joint that I’m smoking don’t help
And the letters I’m getting from the women I’m in bed with
Knew I should have fucked them at the hotel
Instead of havin’ them pull up to that house
But like I said I don’t like going out
‘Cuz the times I went I could never have a good kid
Trying to kill me for some license

[Chorus]

I’ve been feelin’ paranoid
I’ve been feelin’ paranoid
Every day and everywhere I go
I’ve been out feelin’ paranoid (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Pistol on my lap while I write this
Never thought I’d have to rap like this
Gotta watch my back I’m strapped like this (Yeah, Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Thoughts in my head would put most in jail
Fame and the [hick?] don’t really mix well
Locked up, well i’ll post my bail
Gotta just gotta chill, but I know myself
Liable to do somethin’ nutty
I don’t care if that’s your buddy
I need to meditate where it’s sunny
And just hum, like Cudi
Just slide for a second, slow down before it gets too late
Y’all fuck around and drown off the waves that I made
I be ridin’ ’round my town and I don’t feel safe
Let alone when I’m out, let alone out of state
Everbody strapped up, everybody stressed out
Damn my nerves are contagious
Tryna play it cool but deep down I be feelin’ like YG, bitch stay dangerous

[Chorus]

I’ve been feelin’ paranoid
I’ve been feelin’ paranoid
Every day and everywhere I go
I’ve been out feelin’ paranoid (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Pistol on my lap or write like this
Never thought I’d have to rap like this
Gotta watch my back I’m strapped like this (Yeah, Yeah)

 

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