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yonaton daniel - paranoia lyrics

[intro: yonny]
that ain’t really my problem, yeah
that ain’t really no problem
that ain’t really no problem, yeah
that ain’t really no problem

[chorus: yonny]
what you tryna say to me? (what you tryna say?)
that ain’t really my problem, get the f+ck away from me (get the f+ck away)
that ain’t really my problem, what you tryna say to me?
that ain’t really my problem
get the f+ck away from me, that ain’t really my problem

[verse 1: yonny]
yeah, he don’t want no problem with them
i waste my time on you n+ggas i don’t give a d+mn
we not gon’ tell em’ again, fingers so white they shiny like the michelin man
find it hard making amends, they do me dirty i just might pop ’em with .10
back on my sh+t i might pop ’em again
back on my sh+t i might pop ’em again like (woah, sheesh)
my mental on skates i be feeling irate everywhere i go
paranoid feelings, my head through the ceiling
my n+ggas been sayin’ i’m trippin’ fasho
lately been moving like, “what am i doing?”
i might catch a flight all the way to new york
switch up my style, they gon’ tell me i’m wild when i trade out my nikes for christian dior
[chorus: yonny]
what you tryna say to me?
that ain’t really my problem
get the f+ck away from me
that ain’t really my problem
what you tryna say to me? (what you tryna say?)
that ain’t really my problem
get the f+ck away from here (get the f+ck away)
that ain’t really my problem

[bridge: yonny and oblè reed]
(that ain’t really my problem)
what you tryna say? (what you tryna say to ’em)
that ain’t really my problem, told a n+gga “move back”
that ain’t really my problem
now you wanna say sum?
now you wanna start a problem?

[verse 2: oblè reed]
said brodie got hot, but he move and get caught with a dot in his chest like he play for j+pan
bro turn a problem, i’m getting sticks with the bros, it look like we in boy scouts again
look like a friendship bracelet on the wrist, the way peep and turn opps into fans
you’d think the green would be the marines, the way they turn all my n+ggas into feds
go get em’, got the visual
i ain’t really worried about a bot moving digital
junkyard homies on the side getting rid of you
my n+gga done warned me about blind individuals
[outro: yonny]
what you tryna say to me? (ha)
that ain’t really my problem
get the f+ck away from me
that ain’t really my problem
what you tryna say to me? (what you tryna say?)
that ain’t really my problem
get the f+ck away (get the f+ck away)
that ain’t really my problem

- yonaton daniel lyrics

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