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homie lip - paranoidd lyrics

[intro]
woah, i’ma freaky, man (freaky)
paranoid by cash (are you), i’ve to clear the cache (runnin’?)
stopped on the page (stopped), page is 26 (pages)
i ain’t gon’ continue (never), glocky just k!ll ’em

[verse 1]
i’ma paranoid, gold follows my wildest hunt (haunted)
n0body ready to spend but my squad (gang)
soon you’ll see how my hands hold paper green (leaves)
but now you’re watchin’ how i deftly show fingerin’ (raspin’)
when these exes come, f+ck ’em, they’d have thought before, f+ck ’em
now i’m f+cking with my story, it’s in front of me
buckle on my interеsts, say i want, they won’t forbid me (f+ck ’em)
b+tchеs thought that i don’t wanna live, but i ain’t bee gees (ooh)
i know someone doesn’t want me to take my money (skate)
bass on stage shakes my body, i ain’t ’bout the molly (four)
i’d like to take over the world and follow ’em all and (huh?)
they’d think that sh+t is over, but my sh+t is other (see ’em)
[bridge]
even close ones can be snitches, i’ve to clear the cache (backy)
stop on page (26), joint is def (oh, yeah)
buck fifty on my b, yeah, i’ma freaky man (freaky)
they’re only in (woah, woah) they’re only in (yeah, in that)
even close ones can be snitches, i’ve to clear the cache (clear that)
stop on page (26), joint is def (oh, yeah)
buck fifty on my b, yeah, i’ma freaky man (flacko)
they’re only in (woah, woah) my dm (b+tch, sick, sick)

[interlude]
sick, tough (sick, tough, sick)
i’ma sick, tough (i’ma, i’ma)
i didn’t diagnose (i didn’t found it, oh)
but they haunt, i know
when i’m in the paranoid trip i push my sickness
i know in weakness it’ll be worse for me, i fall asleep (the less)
the less i know the better, but that trip, i push my sickness
i know in weakness it’ll be worse for me, so i fall

[verse 2]
paranoid about the sh+t these p+ssy+ass b+tches did
plane flew over wall ’cause of these p+ssy+ass b+tches did
broken heart, my blood broke the wall of these b+tches
nowadays i put up walls for these b+tches with my business, dig?
you saw the signs of my dementia
you saw the bl++dy tears in my eyes, swallow xan ’til it get left
you swallowin’ xans until it gets ya
but i already swallowed all the pills, now i ain’t suffer, i ain’t need in that
i load my glock when these opps on my block (load it)
upon my block, opps have no legs, they fall (shoot ’em)
music’s my drug, nowhere without my drug
i ain’t candyman, but they can put me in jail for my drug (sick)
drama polaroid, the number calls, it’s undisclosed
fallin’ down, i’m paranoid, i answered ’til i ‘came the broke boi
i’m in no new york, but i hide it in my sock
i managed to live my day in mornin’ from just 6 o’clock
my gaze passes ‘long my sight to my dream
then i follow all my tips, i’ll show you how it feels
go beat around the bush, eyes beats around the bush
i ain’t sick, i feel different like that dumb i gon’ push (take ’em)
[outro]
paranoid about the sh+t these p+ssy+ass b+tches did
plane flew over wall ’cause of these p+ssy+ass b+tches did
broken heart, my blood broke the wall of these b+tches
nowadays i put up walls for these b+tches with my business, dig?

- homie lip lyrics

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