Paranoia

[Verse 1: A1fromthe9]
I remember coming home
Mum lookin' at me in the face, sayin' "why you running"
Didn't wanna say it 'cause the jakes and the feds know
Hard stop, I was on the run
Mummy clocked on, heart stop, looking at her son
Told me "Dive through the back", then I dived through the black
Pigs came like "we're lookin' for the guy with the crack"
Mummy said I wasn't home, but the lie didn't bang
Pigs came through the yard and they searched for the gang
Then my aunt came, mummy went to go and let my aunt in
Shit feds, didn't even bother check the garden
Didn't even bother check the garden
Shit feds, didn't even bother check the garden
Then my mum clocked on that my eyes red
Took it to my mama, hold me, she don't know what crack meant
Then she started talkin', almost made me cry, blud
Said the way I livin' be the reason that I die young
I don't wanna hear that, shit made me angry
Then I had the jump out of the yard on a plan B
She don't understand me, thinks I'm possessed
She even tried talking me to church to get checked
Mama always loved me, I knew what she was going through
So when she went broke I knew exactly what I was gonna do
I was up in country, far out the area
Phoned her every day to let her know that I was there for her

[Verse 2: Young Dizz]
Niggas want me dead, I can't even wait at bustops
I had a lot of love in life, it was good until my bus stopped
Ends ain't the same, I watch every car that drives past
Niggas want me dead but they ain't come to my parts
I've never had love for my enemies
They're into hood vids but they don't bang, so what you tellin' me?
Old school, now I've been out bad like Bellemy
Burner in the Wraith, movin' hot like Tenerife
They have my uncles switching wings like Aaron Lennon
They're talking all this shit until they come and get some
And I don't care if he's your cousin and he's banging fam
If I see him, son, you'll hold sets like Jackie Chan
Me I've been around the ends, and I see some bait guys
Any disrespect I'll get you shot and left at Lakeside
I'm still brakin' on the line cah I ain't tryna blow
I'm still beatin' in a block cah I can't wipe a ho
Heard enough talk about these yutes and how they makin' guap
Me I got respect, I can even send an older shot
They heard about me, so why you ask me questions
I was flippin' Os while you were home doin' Bible lessons
Feds got me switching phone every month that comes
I'm paranoid that's why I'm sleeping with a --- at mum
The olders didn't help, so I helped myself
Money goin' up and down it's feelin' like a ride of stealth