Paranoia Lyrics

feat. Nosaj Thing

[Hook] x 2
I'm riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dying, so my 9 with the streets

Move to the neighborhood, I bet they don't stay for good
Watch, somebody will steal daddy's rollie
We'll call it the neighborhood watch
Pray for a safer hood, when my paper good, watch
Captain save the hood, will save you,
Baby boy, still get 90 for swishers,
I'ma still watch my hood
Still with the same money militia
I'ma still watch my hood
Trapped in the middle of the map
With a little bitty rock and little bit of rap
Dad with a little every nack and a little shitty nap
Can I get a little that?

[Hook] x 2
I'm riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dying, so my 9 with the streets

They murking kids, they murder kids here
Why you think they don't talk about it?
They deserted us here
Where the fuck is mat laureate
Somebody get katie kirk in here
Prolly scared all the refugees
Away like we had a fucking hurricane in hereChance The Rapper - Paranoia - http://motolyrics.com/chance-the-rapper/paranoia-lyrics.html
And we shooting whether it's dark or not
I mean the day is pretty dark a lot
Down here it's easier to find a gun
Than it is to find a fucking parking spot
No love for the opposition
Specifically a cop position
Cause they never been in opposition
Get the violation from the nation
Correlating you drastic

[Hook] x 2
I'm riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dying, so my 9 with the streets

I know, you scared, you should ask us if we scared too
I know, you scared, me too
I know, you scared, you should ask us if we scared too
I know, you scared, me too
It just got warm out
It's the shit I've been worrying bout
I hope that it's storm in the morning
I hope that it's pouring out
I hate crowded beaches,
I hate the sound of fireworks
And I ponder what's worse
Between knowing it's over and dying first
Cause everybody dies in the summer
When they say goodbye tell them while it's spring
I heard everybody dies in the summer
So pray to god for a little more spring
I know, you scared, you should ask us if we scared too
I know, you scared, me too.