ZWAY - Paranoid lyrics

They making bargains with the devil these ni**as selling souls Ain’t nothin manly bout you pussys you ni**as hella hoes Say make her wifey i tell that b*tch that she got hella hopes My ni**a stressing bad popping pills and smokin hella dope Woke up this morning with a cold sweat i’m paranoid I walk around with a pistol because you never know Ain’t never stressing bout no b*tch homie they come and go If you ain’t hustling to get rich than what you hustlin for? (1) facts, first of all you know the kid too official When you got nothing everybody starts to turn against you Tired of the pen i’d rather write all my rhymes in pencils At it again my ni**a juggin packs out the rentals Feels good to wake up every morning i ain’t in a cell Even to keep from goin back b*tch i will never tell No sirloin no lie homie i’m hella rare Zoom in on the bigger picture, they still don’t see it clear I will never let another b*tch know where i stay at ni**a killed my dawg and got locked up i still want payback If that pussy good like this track i put her on play back Said i was yo dawg but told on me brah iont get that I ain’t got no time for all that chitchat Pull it ima bust it at a ni**a b*tch i’m with that I ain’t never changing still the same ni**a from way back Never tell a lie in my songs i only speak facts If i die today homie than i’d goin out da realest Get a deal today still be in the field with all the killers I know all my brothers in the pen gone feel this Told em i’m the chosen one but ain’t nobody wanna hear me Stand for something or you die for nothin Was born broke i swear to god i ain’t gone die with nothin E told me make better decisions in our last discussion Brah these streets just ain’t the same you gotta move with caution Cause life’s too easy to lose, brah don’t get this confused b*tch it’s my time i feel i’m way overdue I need a mill trynna feed the whole crew She wanna fu*k than i want her friend too Know they playing police games man i can’t mess with they dudes Man i can’t lie it hurt my heart the day i seen my dawg on the news Them crackas wanna hang me bad put my ass on a noose 8 years of my life taken away they want me back in them blues Aim it at yo head you better duck or imma pluck me a goose Shooting to the top i done been at the bottom too long Thats my brother so i’m riding if he right or he wrong It’s hard for me to trust anybody they done did me too wrong They say they love you but who gone miss brah whenever you gone