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joeville - paranoia lyrics

tripping when my phone ring
shawty you know joeville please do not act like you know me
20 years from now they gone consider me a og
put that on my mama put the set on all my homies
baby you a blessing but that coochie don’t control me
gotta represent i’m scared my city might disown me
buddy i don’t want no bread crumbs i want the whole thing
i ain’t ask for many vices i don’t need but all this paranoia got me tripping tripping tripping when my phone ring
i ain’t ask for many vices i just asked for loyalty
used to wait on chances now i take em that’s the old me
used to think i needed you and all but that’s the old me
this why y’all don’t get no b-tches y’all can’t keep it low-key
almost died 3 years ago like what else can you show me
bj hit my phone like w-ssup brotha where the hoes be
ain’t that joeville, got kicked out about a nose ring
all this got me tripping tripping tripping when my phone ring
this that sh-t you ride around just b-mping with the homies
man i need my sins covered up i’m not that holy
she said that she pray for me i treat her like a trophy
we can’t run from sh-t unless we running from the police
you gone wake up soon so if you sleep i hope you cozy
clrd candles lit yuh we got fire for the whole thing
heard them boys supposed to jump me i don’t know but all this paranoia got me tripping tripping tripping when my phone ring

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tripping when my
tripping when my
tripping when my
got me tripping when my phone ring
i just want the whole thing
i don’t need this life i go and resurrect
i’m coming for yo neck, i hear these thotties really don’t like s-x, if you ain’t bout your check
so get your stack up
get your bread up
keep your head up
keep your head up
got a homegirl she got robbed
i got homeboy he got booked
i don’t know why i be so blessed
i don’t know why i be so shook
i don’t know why the devil hold my hand and tell me not to look
don’t know why the devil hold my hand and tell me not to look
i don’t know why i’m afraid of death
i don’t know why my b-tch ain’t left
i don’t know why my heart is in my bank account and nothing else
people counting on the boy
don’t wanna dissapoint myself
you’ll never know how hard i worked
i keep my stress upon the shelf
got a homegirl she got robbed
i got homeboy he got booked
i don’t know why i be so blessed
i don’t know why i be so shook
i don’t know why i’m afraid of death
i don’t know why my b-tch ain’t left
i don’t know why my heart is in my bank account and nothing else

- joeville lyrics

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